It must have been a Church of England ceremony then I reckon. That was my grandmother's religion & it was really full on. I was made to go until I was about 14 & I hated it. The same stuff was repeated over & over & over & never made any sense to me. My Mum begged me to get confirmed (the white gown- the works) to appease my grandmother (her MIL) & said I could then make up my mind afterwards if I wanted to continue on with going to church. I said "But, Mum getting confirmed means that you believe in all that & I don't.....& you don't go to church!" To which she begged me to please just do it as my Nana & great Aunt were putting so much pressure on her. I agreed, but with the proviso- "So, once I'm confirmed I am allowed to make up my own mind whether I go to church or not?" She agreed. I went through all the rigmarole, along with a group of other girls. We had to stick together as he was a dirty old man, who always tried to get us on our own & managed with one & tried feeling her up. We made a pact to stick together. I got confirmed. A week later on Sunday morning, Mum suggested I had better start getting ready for church & I told her I wouldn't be going. I reminded her that had been the proviso. I never did go again, except for funerals & weddings. Nana & Aunty Mary got over it.
I mentioned in another diary that I went out last night & had 4 glasses of wine. In my head, if I don't have to drive home, which I almost always do, then I can drink more. This has to stop. I think I have to try to switch my brain around somehow. G & I have shared a bottle of wine almost every night since forever. It's a habit. Habits are hard to kick. I know that is why I am about 7-8kg overweight. I don't think to have one glass of wine each day is physically bad for me, but I think having an emotional dependence on wine is not good for me. Then, when I have too much, like last night, I feel like I have let myself down & that is worse. I need to find a way to permanently change my way of thinking about it. I may talk about it with a therapist when I eventually go back to see one. I'll try to work something out for this week. I'll start with today. Today I will have no wine.
I am logging everything I eat & drink starting this morning on My Fitness Pal. I have opened up my diary again, so those who are "friends" with me on there can see everything I consume. I need to give my butt a kicking. I am also not moving enough! I wish I could get my fitbit to buzz me more often!
BTW- I'm CateAussie on MFP if you want to add me. I'm not really 100 years old
