I've been wanting to post about this for a while, but I haven't known how to phrase it without seeming like a whiner or conceited or, I don't know, something. However, this has been an especially difficult last couple of weeks with regards to this particular problem, so I'm just going to bring it up and see if anyone else has experienced this.
I have always been a person that other people like to talk to. I am pretty good at reading peoples' emotions and giving them what they need, and I am generally outgoing and funny. When I was overweight, this translated to having lots of friends -- both male and female, and being popular as a party guest.
Since I've lost the weight, however, the dynamics in my relations with a lot of men --even men I have known for a long time -- have changed, and I guess the dynamics with how I relate to some women have changed a bit too. When I act like I used to act, I am perceived differently. Now I am always having to watch how close I stand, how wide I smile, what I say and who I say it too. I MISS being everyone's buddy. I am attractive, but it is not like I am drop dead beautiful or anything. I have good skin and a nice body, but I am not Miss America! Regardless, men seem to like me...a lot. Women don't seem to like me quite so much.
A couple of weeks ago at an office party for my husband, a man we have known for ten years came up behind me and pressed his whole body up against mine and whispered that I was gorgeous in my ear. I set him straight with a nice verbal swipe, but BOY he hurt my feelings. Another of my husband's co-workers also came up to me and, while talking to me, started stroking my arm and then asked me if I'd been working out. Same party, another guy came up to me and told me he really liked my hair cut...which would have been fine and a nice compliment except that his wife, who was standing right next to him, said, "But you hate short hair." The idiot turns to her and says, "Well it didn't look good when you cut your's short. Dana looks amazing." So his wife turns to me with eyes narrowed and says, "You should have heard them talking about you at our table before dinner. That is quite a dress." I felt sooo vulnerable and, well, icky...that all these men, a lot of whom my husband has worked with for years, were discussing my physical attributes -- and in front of their wives and girlfriends. We were at a black tie event so my dress was sleeveless, but it was NOT revealing! I had on a black, knee-length sheath with a simple square neckline -- no cleavage showing, no plunging back -- just a nice dress.
Last week the freakin' bagboy at the grocery store told me I was "hot"...or actually what he said was something like..."When I was in the Marines, we didn't have any "hot" women like you there." Just yesterday, the guy who makes my coffee at Starbucks said he hoped I didn't think it was wierd if he asked me for my phone number. I've been going in there for two years...often with my husband!
While I am not above enjoying a little attention, this level of attention is kind of freaking me out. I've been thin before in my life, but I was younger and maybe I was more self-absorbed or enjoyed my "power" over men more or something...because this time around it is definitely dampening my joy in my new body. I lost this weight and built these muscles FOR ME...but these days it sure as **** feels like my body belongs to everyone else. I love my new found strength and the fact that I don't get winded. I love that my husband's eyes light up when he sees me...but I am starting to miss that plump woman who got to be friends with everyone...and didn't have to worry about all the rest of this crap!



