Gah! Ok, small-ish rant coming up here...apologies in advance!
My fiancé took me out for lunch to a restaraunt today, which was nice as we don't go out very often. It wasn't a good menu for people who are trying to watch their weight but I decided on scampi with boiled potatoes and peas. He wanted a starter, which is fine and then he asked if I wanted one. I said no and then he suggested the potato wedges with onion rings, cheese and sour cream. He knows I'm trying to lose weight so I just looked at him with *that* look (I'm sure you know the one ). He then said that it's just once and I should allow myself to cheat. Right, ok, well first of all it's not just once, about 3 times a week he offers me chips with cheese, pizza or some other crap you buy from a take-out place. I'm getting sick of saying no now, how many times will I have to say it until it sinks in?!
Secondly, I wasn't hungry enough for it, I didn't fancy it and just didn't want to undo all the hard work I've already put in losing weight. After explaining this in the nicest way I could he then went on to tell me how if I don't treat myself I'll get fed up dieting, give up and start pigging out so I may as well eat it now. He said that's why I've always failed to lose weight in the past. I was pretty p.o'd by this time so I just shut up. Really, if I wanted to eat it that badly I'd have already thought about it and worked out a way to fit it into my diet without going over my calories.
Who does he think he is to tell me how to diet and that I'll end up failing anyway? He doesn't support me at all when I try to lose weight, all he does is offer me take-aways! He refuses to try losing weight with me, he says he knows I'm on a diet but he's not going to stop eating what he wants just because I don't eat it. That's fine, I don't mind that but he seems to really rub it in my face. Just now he came in with a massive bowl of toffee ice cream with chocolate sauce, sat right next to me and ate it making all those stupid 'yummy' noises. Is it really necessary? Really?? The thing is, he probably doesn't even realise he's doing it but it's really winding me up now and I'm fed up being in a bad mood. I wanted to put my hand in tha ice-cream, grab the whole lot and wipe it all in his hair
Anyway, thanks for letting me rant here, I think getting it off my chest is probably what I needed to calm me down I'm feeling a bit more chilled out already.