OK, I promised myself long ago that I would not make a "back on the wagon" post, mostly because I wanted to make a huge effort to stay on the wagon in the first place. But here I am.
This past week has been difficult emotionally for me. Nothing life threatening going on but my son dropped out of college...... again. He was a part of the inspiration for me starting on weight loss. I was encouraging him in going back to school, telling him not to look at the big picture, take it one day at a time, yada, yada, yada when it dawned on me that I needed to look at weight loss the same way as getting a college degree. How could I tell him to work hard and be persistent when I had the same attitude towards weight loss that he had towards school?
Anyway, he and I made a pact. He would work on school and I would work on weight loss. At first both of us did well. The first nine months I lost 69 pounds and he got a 3.8 gpa in two complete semesters. Then things got hard on both of us. My weight loss slowed down and his courses got harder.
I thought we were both sticking with it. I keep telling myself that it is not like he died or anything, but I feel like someone died. I feel like I am in mourning. Maybe it is the death of a dream. He was in a cohort program to work in a medical field, so he can't even just start back if he decides. The head of the program was very nice and is encouraging DS to restart the program next August. I don't hold out much hope as he would lose an entire year.
To add to the stress, I felt like I had to give out some tough love. We can't keep supporting a grown man so we told him to go get a job that will support him. So hard. I want to make everything right for him but just can't.
The first couple of days after he told me I did not want to eat at all. Then I had my normal reaction and wanted to eat, eat, and then eat some more. I have not done as badly as I could have. I think I ate about 300 to 500 calories extra a day for 3 days. I didn't even log, so can't know for sure. Calories can really mount up when you aren't paying attention. I have not weighed either.
Part of me said, "he quit, so I am going to quit". I have worked my way through that and have decided that I need to keep going for me. I still feel terrible about this. It is so surprising how it has affected me but I keep telling myself that eating will not make me feel better.
I have learned that you can't want something for another person. No one can want weight loss for me. I can't want an education for my son. We all have to want something ourselves enough to do whatever it takes.
So back on the wagon. I made a new avatar to remind me how far I have come. I am back on plan 100% today and am committed to staying there. Sometimes commitment has to keep us going even when we don't feel like it.



