Oh yes love, I understand. Having surgery is like losing a longtime friend...we don't realize that, even though it was a
crappy friend that kept us from doing what we wanted and robbed us of our self esteem and health, it was the only friend that we had in the darkest part of our hearts and lives.
I have taken the last few months to say goodbye. This surgery is a process that will set us free but it's only natural to feel sad, even guilty, for leaving this "friend".
One thing that helps is to realize that at one point in our lives we NEEDED excess food, to help us through some harder times, now we have out grown it...like a tricycle in our youth...and we can let it go. A grown person would look silly on a tricycle but it's still hard to give it away because of fond memories.
We are replacing such need for comfort with other things now that we are grown...like this board.
for you my friend,
Angela