So this morning, my ex posted pictures of me on Facebook from his visit here.
I looked at those pictures and was immediately depressed, because I thought I looked pretty horrible in them. It is still hard to see how much weight I gained, and a part of my brain still thinks of me as being at my lower weight, so pictures continue to be a shock. I know I am working on it now and I will get back to where I was and further, but it is still painful.
So, I am getting ready for work and this conversation happens in my head:
Ugh, I feel so depressed. Those pictures were awful.
I could remove the tag, and then no one would see them.
No, I won’t do that. I won’t fall into that trap of being ashamed of who I am.
But I am still so depressed. All I want to do is crawl into bed and pull the covers over my head.
… (a few seconds pass)
Wait, back up a sec. What did you say?
um… all I want to do is crawl into bed and pull the covers over my head?
Nothing else?
No, is there something else I should want to do?
Um, hello? What is your normal go to response for being really upset and depressed?
Oh! You mean soothe my emotions by eating something sweet! Well, huh, isn’t that interesting. No, that didn’t even occur to me until you just said it.
So at least for now, that cycle is broken and that is a VERY good thing.
And now I just have more before pics.




- I know what you mean about that mental picture. I took starting photos my first week on plan, and oh my goodness... I was like "Wow... didn't realize I'd gotten to that point."
it may end up being a blessing because he was just using the initial cardiologist's test results so I have a new one and my first appointment with him is the 27th of this month. In the mean time I have been on "modified" bedrest for the whole month. I didn't want to come here when I was feeling so icky and also scared silly to be posting a gain. It was TOM and I actually got to update my tracker today with a -.5 lol. 