I stepped on the scale this morning as I try to do every Friday, although I missed the last two Fridays because of my travels. I was down another 2.2 pounds from October 4 which makes a total of 25.2 pounds since my husband told me he was questioning our relationship in May. That's a total of over 25 pounds in just 5 months all because of the stress which has affected my appetite, sleep, and body.
I am down two pants sizes and so until I went shopping this week, I had no pants that fit me anymore and many of the dresses I bought last January, I'm swimming in. I did a little happy dance yesterday as I went to work in pants that finally felt good on me.
I had the weight to lose so it is good that it is gone. And I admit that I do look good. But this is not how I wanted to lose it. And seeing the difference in my body is a daily reminder of the toll my body has taken because of things beyond my control. It's a reminder of the pain and the hurt. And so I wish people wouldn't dismiss those feelings so quickly as they look at my weight loss through a lens of jealousy. I wouldn't wish what I am going through on anyone. The weight loss is not worth all the pain I have experienced to get there.
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