At least I'm not the only one. I have a set of "rules" for weighing - I can't eat or drink anything beforehand, can't have a stitch of clothes on, and must have gone the the bathroom, or else I won't even think about getting on the scale! I have some serious OCD, I know. UGH!
I do the exact same thing. If I've eaten anything, I won't get on the scale. Not even a though of it!
It has been very interesting reading everyone's posts. It good to know that there are others who feel the same. I confess:
I am terrified of putting the weight back on. Even now, as each week passes I am scared to eat a piece of chocolate in case I can’t stop. I feel so guilty even with a small square.
I am terrified of thinking I can eat what I want once I have reached my goal. I am scared I will become complacent thinking that life is going to be so much easier when I am skinnier. In fact, I truly believe it will be harder to maintain.
I am also wondering what my body will look like once I reach my goal. I hope I can get rid of my ‘pot belly,’ which I had even when I was skinnier. I am worried that if it is still there, I might go back to eating the wrong foods again as I’ll be depressed with how I look.
I am avoiding catching up with friends these days, until I have lost a substantial amount of weight so that they can notice my new shape & tell me how good I look. That sounds very shallow!!!!!!!
It annoys me that my husband will stuff his face with unhealthy food & doesn’t put any weight on anywhere & he doesn’t really do any exercise to work it off. Despite this, he loves me no matter what size I am or so he says.
I am worried that I might pass my bad eating habits onto my sons & they will have weight/body images like I do. I wish for them to be like their dad & be confident in their own skin, while staying healthy & thin. They are my inspiration.
I get really annoyed at skinny girls complaining how they need to lose weight (and they don’t) as they don’t fit into their clothes anymore. When you ask how much they would like to lose and they reply with ‘about 3-4kgs (6-8pounds) and they make it sound like it will take them forever to lose it.
My oldest son starts school next year & I would like to be one of those ‘yummy mummies’ dropping him off each day. I would love to know what that feels like, instead of getting ‘the looks’ like I’m an ugly fat ogre.
I have more and will write them when I think of them.
What a fun thread! I simply must get in on the action.
-I confess that my biggest motivation to lose the weight is to fall in love, really fall in love. I also confess that I've been madly and uncontrollably in love with someone for the last 2 years who at one point was also interested in me. At the time I didn't think I would end up missing him so much, so I didn't let him in--see the next one.
-I confess that I use my weight to push people away from me. I use it as a barrier to keep people at a distance because as confident and outgoing as I am, I am terrified of people getting too close and not liking what they see, mainly because I don't like what I see. And the extra male attention that I get when I lose even a little bit still freaks me, but I am learning to deal with it the right way.
-I confess that I think about food all the time, and despite my newfound willpower, I still have the power to destroy it all. If I really ever really let go, I could become one of those super obese people who weighs 800lbs because that is how much I crave food sometimes.
-I confess that I HATE girls that get what they want by being stupid, cute, and thin, girls that care only about their bodies because that's all they have. And yet, I envy them.
-I confess that I want to lose weight to improve my sex life.
-I confess that sometimes I just feel hopeless, but I do it anyway.
-I confess that even though my parents love me unconditionally, they really wish I would get my weight under control. I want to start making them really proud.
Whew, that's it for now, but I'll be back. It feels really good to let those out, must come back soon!
What a great thread! As they say “The truth shall set you free”…
Here are my confessions (guilty truths):
• I worry constantly about what my body will look like at goal, but that doesn’t seem to be enough to get off my butt and work out
• I hate that my DH can eat/drink anything he wants, doesn’t work out and is still thin and fit
• I hate that I am the fattest of all my friends and constantly find excuses not to go out with them
• I confess that from March 17/10 to present is the longest I have gone since Jr. High school without eating McDonald’s at least a couple of times a week. I still crave the food almost daily but know that a single McD’s french fry would likely send me on an uncontrollable binge
• I am extremely scared of what maintenance will be like and imagine that it will be much harder than losing the weight is
• I hate that my poor eating habits have been picked up by my 17 year old daughter and she’s starting to be overweight
• I think people look at my DH and I when we go out and wonder “what is he doing with HER?”
• I am sad that even though DH has always (even at 230lbs) and continues to tell me that he thinks I’m beautiful and sexy that I don’t believe him
• I confess that it scares me that I enjoy the attention I’m suddenly getting from other men. I would never cheat, but it worries me that I enjoy it
• We’re saving for me to have a tummy tuck and breast augmentation that I’m hoping to have after 1 year of maintenance. I’m worried that I’ll never get there
There are more, but that’s all the dirty little feelings I have right now. Thank goodness for 3FC where we can air this dirty laundry without judgment!
I confess that I have noticed that I "swish" my hips more now that I've lost some weight...and that concerns me that I might be way TOO confident by the time I make it to goal.
I'm way more active in my head. In my head, I'm an awesome mountain climbing, marathon running, kayaking, camping, outdoorsy fool, hiking. In my actual day to day life, that is nowhere near any description of me.
Too funny! I feel the same way! I like buying and wearing all the "outdoorsy" clothes... in my living room while I'm watching the latest Grey's. LOL
Hi Everyone! HOLY COW!! this is some stuff...
Okay.. I confess
- I generally walk into a room and immediately look to see if I am the heaviest in the room. (I try to do the math)
- I always look at the capacity on an elevator, and if there are already more than a few people on, I try to take the next one.
- I try to be really smooth getting in and out of cars, so they don't dip so much.
- No matter how sturdy the chair, I do the same thing with them, or I stand.
Okay, those are probably really weird, but they are part of the mental script I have had since I was in High school. I had them even when I was a college athlete, and weighed 170 lbs. of mostly muscle.
I don't know that I will ever NOT feel that way... maybe that is part of that feeling fat no matter the size. I think I will always be the big girl.
- I am terrified, that I am only ever going to plan, and stay this way forever.
- I am afraid that my boyfriend really loves big girls, and if I lose weight, I might lose him.
- I get annoyed by my friends who point out people to me who are shorter than me, but pretty obviously overweight, to try to make me feel better when I know I probably outweigh that person by at least 50 lbs.
I confess that my main goal is to lose weight so that when I go on vacation next summer with my boyfriend and his family, I can wear a swimsuit and not feel disgusting.
I confess that I pray I don't see people out in public I know so they won't see me so fat.
I confess that I secretly despise seeing my cousin because she got my grandmother's tiny body and I got my grandfather's pudge.
I confess that I still remember every hurtful remark anyone has ever made to me about my weight. Including that time in college when I weighed 50 pounds less than I do now and someone driving by yelled "whale!" at me.
I confess that I see other people at my weight and think I look a lot better than them. Until I see a picture of myself.
I confess that if I get to my goal weight and my boyfriend doesn't propose or continues to give me a hard time about wanting kids, I'll start looking elsewhere, even though I love him.
I confess that if I'd been skinny in my 20s, I'd probably have been a slut. And I wonder if God kept me from that path by my body weight.
I confess that I will always want Chick-fil-A fries and a cold Dr Pepper. Everyday, all the time.
Wow...I just read through every single one of these posts and can't believe a lot of us have the same fears...
My Confessions
~I confess that I am obsessed with me weight and my weight loss right now. I think about it all of the time.
~I confess I would love to eat McDonald's every day for every meal from now until forever but I have refrained and haven't touched a fast food restaurant in 12 weeks for fear if I have just one I will be back to the daily drive through habit.
~I confess I drink more Diet Coke in a day than most people drink in water.
~ I confess I always wonder what my image of myself is so while out in public I have my husband point out people that are in my "size" range and body type so that I can really understand what I actually look like.
~I confess this is the smallest I have ever been in my adult life and always thought that 170lbs would be a great weight then I got there and realized I have much farther to go from here.
~I confess I have a mean sister who constantly knocks me down about my weight, my looks, my clothes and I am so happy inside when I look at her and she is now much much heavier than I.
~I confess that I wonder how will I ever maintain once I get to goal. How do I actually keep it off? I do know how to lose weight and I know how to gain weight but I do not know how to maintain.
That's it for now! Thanks for a great idea and a place to vent our deepest thoughts and fears!!
Wow. I confess that this is the first thread on 3FC that I have ever read beginning to end.
I confess that I love food, and hate exercise and that is the reason I'm fat. I confess that I wish there was a way to completely supress my appitite for hours at a time. I confess that I blocked the cooking channels on my digital cable so I won't watch them and binge.
~ I confess I never feel good enough. At the end of the day, I feel like I haven't exercised enough or eaten well enough, even though logically, I know I did.
~ I confess I hate going out to eat now, because I'm not in control of how many calories are in a dish.
~ I confess that I'm irritated at my parents and blame them for some of this weight. My mom would often hand my brother and I money and tell us to get a hot dog, candy bar and soda from across the street, because she was too busy to cook.
~ I confess I purposely eat below my recommended calories for the day
~ I confess I weigh myself 3 or 4 times a day
~ I confess that I worry that I'm going to do all the right things, but nothing will work
~ I confess that while not perfect, I do love being on this weight loss journey and consider it a blessing that I'm able to do this every day
~ I confess that I eat up compliments like no one's business. I love hearing the "Wow, you look GREAT!! Are you losing weight?" comments.
~ I confess that when I step on the scale, I want to be another pound down even though only 24 hours has passed.
