Hi,
Its been ages (and a couple pounds- in the wrong direction) since I've been on the boards but In the interim I've come out to myself and while I was doing some real thinking about it I think I have realized that maybe part of the reason that I gained weight around puberty was no so much out of a strict fear of intimacy(though its def. a issue) but maybe also a fear of discovery. It's much easier to make excuses for not having a boyfriend when you are overweight and unattractive than when you are not and I face the boyfriend question ALL the time with my family. I am very school/career oriented so I get cut some slack but its still feels like alot of pressure in my traditional latin family.
But now I feel like its time for me to actively pursue the kind of relationship I want (I guess you can call me a super gold star lesbian cause Ive never even dated anyone at all, let alone a man) and the weight makes it so much harder. I just can't see walking into cattyshack as a size 16. It would just feel like I have one more kind of "otherness" fat, poor, gay, minority. I think the gay community definitely tends to be more accepting of people in general and has a very broad definition of beauty but i'd still feel like a cliche.
I think this and how being obese could effect my career prospects is probably the strongest motivation I have had in awhile but everyone says that it's best to lose weight for more intrinsic reasons but I'm young enough to honestly not be incredibly concerned about my health-even though I'm probably laying the ground work for more serious health problems sooner than I think and while I do have some self esteem problems the fact is I am successful at most things I attempt because contrary to the really stupid stereotype about overweight people, I work really hard (on everything but weight loss). So I am worried that this motivation will not be long lasting and I'll just keep inching up the scale until my health and confidence are really at risk.
Am I really just over thinking this? Should I just suck it up and give up the cola, start running again, spike my hair and walk into ladies night?