Yes, DeSaini, I can totally relate.
When I lose weight, the people I know, men and women, tell me how beautiful I am now. Some tell me I'm model beautiful. I've had guys I know tell me how I'll have to beat the guys off with a stick because if they weren't already spoken for...yada, yada.
I got divorced from my jerk of an ex-husband at my lowest weight in 20 years and I thought " finally I'll find someone to love me and treat me right "...
Well, so far, I could beat the guys off with a toothpick and not break a sweat.
Three years and 3 lousy dates later, I'm still alone. For whatever reason, I seem to be undatable. Maybe the people I know are just being nice when they tell me I'm pretty. Maybe I have some fatal personality flaw or other dealkiller that I'm unaware of. Maybe it's my lack of self confidence.
Whatever the case, losing weight has done nothing for my love life but raise my expectations and lead me to disappointment.
Yes, it hurts. Some days it hurts lot.
But what's the alternative? Staying fat because losing weight isn't giving us the life we'd hoped for? We just gotta keep on doing what we're doing, love life be d@mned, because the benefits still outweigh the let downs.
I know, and I'm sure you do to, that the only person I can count on to love me and treat me right is me. If I could do that, not finding someone else to do it for me would sting a little less. I wish I could tell you how to get to that place mentally and emotionally, but I don't know how, just that I should.
What else can we do but keep trying until we figure it out?
