Hi
Just thinking of everyone and checking in.
School is going smashingly fabulously well...what a difference a principal who DOESN'T have his/her head up his/her anal orifice makes...
I'm not "happy" with my weight, but I'm not beating myself up over it, either.
My husband's oldest sister passed away the Sunday of Labor Day weekend...she was 59. She had pneumonia and went to the ER and when they were intubating her to help her breathe, she had a heart attack. My husband is feeling his mortality and also got unmercifully teased about his weight by all the family members he hasn't seen in 10+ years. We could do this together, if he wanted....
I think the reason I've been avoiding this place is because the pain of the self-hatred and loathing I've felt about my body for so many years is just too much for me to bear anymore. We are all so supportive of each other, and love each other like friends, but underneath the support my subconscience continues to play that tape...."you're not good enough....you're not pretty enough...you're not smart enough...you have to change...." This is something only I can change. (And already I am crying....now I KNOW I'm not ready to come back yet...)
I miss and love you all....I will try to check in again another day.