My sister told my Mom that I eat late at night--I used to do this before South Beach. I went to see my therapist and she said it was jealousy on my sister's part because I looked like I had lost weight. She also said secrecy is an issue in my family--sexual abuse by our father. She said if my sister was really concerned, she'd had confronted me. Ain't that the truth.
I'm determined to lose weight so I can live a long life. When I accomplish my goal, we'll see who Mother Dearest will be fawning over.
It's your life, live it the way you want. Carpe Diem.

I don't know, a long one?

I had the unfortunate experience of having another longtime friend get funny about my weight loss. When I was fatter than her, she was full of compliments. Now all she can muster is criticisms of me ... I should cut my hair, a new cut would make me look younger and less fat. Of all the photos I've used for avatar pics, she likes this one the least. Whatever ... it's sad to think that two of my closest friends, both of whom have weight issues, are turning out to be so unsupportive of this type of success in my life.