This is only my experience. I do think that different people have different desires, goals, needs, but this is my experience with "the scale."
For most of my life, I've seen the scale as an enemy. And I've treated it as such, whether I chose to "do battle" or avoid it. Whether it was once a year, once a month, once a week, once a day, or twelve times a day, it was always a battle. Even when you "win" a battle, the war is stressful and takes it's toll.
For me, I had to change my relationship with my scale, not my use of it. It didn't matter when or how often I weighed, it mattered what power I gave the scale over my life (and the scale wasn't responsible, I was).
I had to learn to use the scale as a tool, not as a measure of my worth or the determiner of my emotional state. Changing my emotional response to the scale wasn't easy, but it wasn't impossible either. The scale does not determine my worth, and whether I step on it once a year or ten times a day, it's a tool and nothing more.
I can use it as a tool for good or for evil, and it's always my choice. I can use it to do good things with my body, or I can use it to beat myself with. A tool to tell myself I'm worthless and unworthy.