I'm wanting a Cadbury Cream Egg more than life itself this week....just not sure I should have the sugar! I keep trying to talk myself out of it...
So I've been having some self-esteem issues. It was taking a while for me to get used to the "new me," and it was harder because people kept on talking about how thin I was...in a BAD way.
For example, I used to go to a little bar here in town with my husband. We'd usually go once a week, and I rarely, if ever, drank. I just went to go and be with him, and talk. Only a handful of people really go there, so I knew everyone enough to call them an acquaintance...you know, say hi in the store and stuff.
Then one time I went out there. I felt SO good about myself that day....we were talking and laughing and having fun. Then the jukebox went off and I heard some people at the bar (you know, drunk enough to think they were talking softly when they weren't)....they were talking about how I looked GREAT before...but I'd lost too much weight and looked SO bad now. I needed to gain weight again. If it was just women I'd have blown it off...but it was men to. No reason for a man to be "jealous."
So that pretty much crushed any headway I'd made with self-esteem, and I didn't go back there for a couple of months. I started feeling better about myself, even though I can't even leave the house or office without someone publicly and loudly telling me to "stop losing weight! You've lost enough!" I calmly tell them I stopped losing back in November, and I'm happy where I am.
Finally felt good enough to go back to the bar with my husband. It was his friend's birthday, and he, his wife and sister were there with a handful of people, once again. I went for a little bit, but left early because I'd gotten up too early and was sleepy. My husband informed me the next day that there had been a bar-wide conversation after I walked out about how "horrible" I looked, and "how sick" I looked. How he needed to stop me from losing anymore because I looked like I was dying.
And the worst of the comments came from the man that is his best friend...someone I considered a friend and whose opinion I trusted. I still can't get over it. And this week I find myself totally sabotaging my progres....snacking, eating sweets, etc. I think my self-esteem is SHOT....