Good morning Buffy,
Believe me, I know all too well where you're coming from. I think we're very alike in that aspect of things. I don't like myself, at all. I strive to be a good person and do all the "right" things. But like myself? It's an impossibility at this conjecture. It's something I'm working on rectifying, but I think it'll be more difficult than loosing this weight.
Meeting the man I did, changed a lot of things and motivated me. He didn't tell me to do things, specifically. He just always supported me in his own ways and was there for me. People would tell me [good] things about myself and I'd think "yeah, that's great", but I wouldn't believe them. It wasn't until I met him that I started believing someone, he has this way about him that screams out even though he's a [really!] quiet person.
I think it's good to have another motivation because we are our own worst judge, jury and jailer. If we mess up, we have that voice in the back of our minds that beats us up worse than the monkies we all carry. But something/someone else reminds us that we're human and it's okay to mess up.. because as humans, we *are* resilient. We can *and* will get back up. And with someone beside us (figuratively or literally) we will fight even harder than before.
Sorry if that didn't make much sense.. I went from having a cold to a flu and my mind is mush! D-:
I hope you're having a great day!
Jessie