My back story is that I lost all my "fat weight" during my first 3 yrs of college and was just starting to enjoy life as a healthy me. Then 2nd semester senior year hit and the stress of job/life got to me and I regained everything back. Since this summer, I've been losing and gaining the same 5 lbs now.
I did a 4 mile run yesterday. I ate exceptionally well all day. I was just finishing up a light dinner before heading off to the gym (while thinking excitedly of the 1lb lose I’ll be recording tmw) when my mom came home and we had a little talk. In my head, little alarm bells were ringing off urging me to run away, but what could I do? She’s my mother. I love my mom to pieces and she’s actually very supportive of me - however being a naturally thin woman who only eats to live and has no attachment to food whatsoever she has no clue as to the emotional and physical turmoils of being overweight. I try to explain calories in and out…about how losing weight takes time…about how it’s more then “…just don’t eat that much.” It’s so so much more and so so much harder then she thinks to lose weight, but I can’t get her to understand that. She’s genuinely puzzled about why I keep gaining the weight. The confusion and general lack of understanding sometimes leads her to accidentally say some hurtful things. After my “conversation with her”, I threw my hands up in frustration and ran to my room with a box of comfort cereal in hand (and now…a half-full box..). Some rice pudding and peanut butter cookies later, I feel sick and of course in no mood/condition to go to the gym.
She needs me right now - I know that, but is it selfish of me to want to get some time away so I can better myself? I want to be there for her, but being around her is definitely not good for my mental health right now. Is it selfish to want to spend some time focusing on just myself for a little bit? UUGGHHH I don’t know. Living at home (and all the stress that entails..) is probably another reason why it’s so hard for me to lose the weight this time around. Last time was easy because I was living on my own and didn’t have to answer to anyone, but myself.
Does anyone else have this problem? Well meaning family members...that actually end up hurting you more because they just don't understand. How do you deal? I try to ignore her sometimes, but that ends up making her upset and I don't want that. I know it's not fair for me to blame her for my messing up today. I have to take responsibility for my own actions. This journey is hard enough as it is dealing with all the voices and demons inside my own head - I just wish she would let me do my thing and stop trying to help.
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Thank you for listening everyone. I feel better with just typing all of that out. Tmw's another day right? Here's to a brighter, healthier and happier tmw for all of us.




