The good, the bad and the ugly

[Guest guest]

It's interesting reading the reaction people experience from others

while losing weight. It goes both ways.

My step-mother is totally toxic. The thinner I get, the more she

despises me. I now wear the same size as she and am going down a

size any minute now. Her anger towards me is palpable. She

literally attacks me verbally on any subject she can. I tried for

years to get along because she was my father's wife, but I talked it

over with my husband and we both agree to stay away from her as much

as possible. Of course, she is my kids' grandmother, but if she

wants to see them, she can come here (she lives across country from

us, thank God). And she can no longer stay in our home. If she

wants to be a part of our lives, she has to get over herself and

learn to treat others with respect. Losing weight has allowed me to

develop the self-esteem to demand I be treated with respect and not

dumped on.

On the other hand, I receive so much support on a daily basis from

sources I didn't even realize were there for me. Not a day goes by

that I don't get a compliment or encouragement from someone at the

gym, at the grocery store, someone driving down the street. And they

have been there the whole way ever since they noticed I was making a

serious effort. I almost feel like the whole town is cheering me

on. It keeps me motivated and inspired and makes me feel connected.

These people probably don't realize how much they help me in this

journey. Not to mention, it helps me feel accountable.

My husband has come full circle. Surprisingly (to me) he was one of

the hardest people to swing over to my side. He really resisted my

efforts to get healthy and resented the changes I made. Now, though,

he is enjoying our more active life and is, at last, supporting me

full tilt.

And my kids are PROUD of me. How indescribably wonderful it is to

have them crawl into my lap, put their arms around me, and tell me

how much they love me, how happy they are that I'm healthy and how

much more fun it is to be together now.

It's all good. Let the party poopers stew in their own ____and just

keep up the good living.

Smiles,

Vicki A.

[Guest guest]

It's interesting reading the reaction people experience from others

while losing weight. It goes both ways.

My step-mother is totally toxic. The thinner I get, the more she

despises me. I now wear the same size as she and am going down a

size any minute now. Her anger towards me is palpable. She

literally attacks me verbally on any subject she can. I tried for

years to get along because she was my father's wife, but I talked it

over with my husband and we both agree to stay away from her as much

as possible. Of course, she is my kids' grandmother, but if she

wants to see them, she can come here (she lives across country from

us, thank God). And she can no longer stay in our home. If she

wants to be a part of our lives, she has to get over herself and

learn to treat others with respect. Losing weight has allowed me to

develop the self-esteem to demand I be treated with respect and not

dumped on.

On the other hand, I receive so much support on a daily basis from

sources I didn't even realize were there for me. Not a day goes by

that I don't get a compliment or encouragement from someone at the

gym, at the grocery store, someone driving down the street. And they

have been there the whole way ever since they noticed I was making a

serious effort. I almost feel like the whole town is cheering me

on. It keeps me motivated and inspired and makes me feel connected.

These people probably don't realize how much they help me in this

journey. Not to mention, it helps me feel accountable.

My husband has come full circle. Surprisingly (to me) he was one of

the hardest people to swing over to my side. He really resisted my

efforts to get healthy and resented the changes I made. Now, though,

he is enjoying our more active life and is, at last, supporting me

full tilt.

And my kids are PROUD of me. How indescribably wonderful it is to

have them crawl into my lap, put their arms around me, and tell me

how much they love me, how happy they are that I'm healthy and how

much more fun it is to be together now.

It's all good. Let the party poopers stew in their own ____and just

keep up the good living.

Smiles,

Vicki A.