Ok Some of you wanted to know what was going on last week so here goes. This might get a little long (I'm breaking this into two messages), so feel free to skip ahead if you want to I wont mind.
Basically, last week was one big emotional train wreck on multiple levels. As I explained to Jesse last Friday I was experiencing multiple rings of hell. Ill see if I can break this down simply.
Monday find out that the big presentation that I have been waiting to be scheduled is finally scheduled. This is the presentation where I basically have to sell me and my team on our ability to deliver the project that we are bidding on. Now, I have been working on different phases of this project for the better part of the last four years and there is a huge promotion for me riding on it, so I am totally freaked out about. On top of that, I find out that they are switching out one of my team members for the guy who is here to train me, but if we get the job, Ill be his supervisor. Now, he and I dont get along really well at this point. I am trying to keep an open mind about him, but it is hard. So, now I am freaked about the presentation and am worrying about whether or not the deal I struck a few months back is about to unravel in front of me.
Tuesday trying to keep work stuff moving and working with this guy. He was getting married on that Saturday (his fourth, her first) and taking two weeks off for the honeymoon (yeah freedom!!!) so we had a lot to deal with before he left. On top of that, I am getting phone calls from the marketing folks about the presentation prep and such. Stress is building. I head to the gym for my workout with Jesse. He proceeds to unload about an ex he is trying to exact revenge on and I generally lay into him about how he shouldnt do that and how he is better than that. I was pretty rough on him and after I left the gym, I started feeling guilty. Then I responded to Lisas e-mail about how I was handling all of the weight loss success and the fact is that I am not. I am struggling to be happy for myself and I dont know how to fix it. Lisa dont feel guilty about asking the question, these thoughts have been in my head for a while and it was actually helpful to put words to paper about it.
Wednesday I woke up and still felt guilty. I sent Jesse a quick text apologizing so that helped. Work was work and was busy. I was going to be out of the office on Thursday so there was lots to do. Wednesday night I had a great conversation with my friend Tom (best friend from college for your newbies) about how my life has changed as a result of the weight loss. Mostly, we talked about the whole dating thing and how it still freaks me out. Despite my whining about wanting to have the invisibility that being fat gave me back, Tom basically told me no I couldnt have it. He stressed that I needed to keep putting myself out there and that I would grow more comfortable with what my new life was like. Freaky to me yes, but I understand that it needs to be done just dont have to like it yet. I also asked Tom why he confided in my about his relationships over the years because I am seeing a pattern with other guys in my life. He said that I had a level head and was a good mind to bounce ideas off of.