
Kim, Marg, I'm like the way you guys think. The concept of playing the field really is kind of exciting. Even if I'm not interested in being an *item* right now, I'll certianly flirt around a bit.
I talked my best friend this morning, who's 28, and she suggests I grasp a hold on Mr. Confusions attraction to me. I explained to her his subtle territorial-ness when other men and I are concerned. I explained that he stands closer to me when other guys are around, and how he's always sure to lock eyes with me. She explained the rule of this to me as a crossing between jealousy and innate attraction.
Thinking about it now, maybe one day my feelings towards this guy will progress to something more, but right now, I feel platonic towards him.
Marg, you're so right. I should really stop comparing myself to guys. It's really all I've ever known though. When I was heavier, I accepted the fact that I wasn't so attractive, and I only ever wanted to belong. Fitting in was how I did that. It's subconcious, really, my need to feel like I'm part of a clique. The thing is, I *know* that my boys accept me, not because they see me as one of *them* but because I'm *me* and I'm female and I'm fun. I know this cause I've heard them say it. Maybe it's time I start believing that it's a rather extreme possibility that they could find more than just my personality attractive.
So no Ang, I really haven't figured out what I want. LOL. I don't know if I want to platonically flirt (if that's possible) or if I actually *do* want more. I'll let you know as soon as I wrap my head around it.
It's taken me a lot of work to calmly go about fixing my mistakes, let me tell you. When I first started this food plan, if I were to cheat with something like last night's dessert, I would have freaked out, felt depressed, and went to bed a sourpuss. I would have felt so helpless because I screwed up. Now, I take my helplessness into my own hands. I know now, that if I'm going to eat something like cake or ice cream, I'm going to have to run. No ifs, ands or buts. And you know what, I do it and I feel great afterwards. Four months ago, I got over feeling guilty and/or depressed about treating myself. And I'm ALOT happier.
Photo, you're right. I've noticed that we are alike in many ways. We both run at least 4 miles a night and feel drop dead gorgeous in sweat. Haha.
You guys are ALL SO WONDERFUL, do you know that? All of the advice you give me, I really, truly take to heart. I really love this journal. Kimmy, Squeak, Ang, Marg, Trev, Skim, Photo, you guys make my day.
I love you all!! (((big hugs)))