PRINCESS VIJA
Viva Latvia!
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Did you ever read a book that was an inspiration to you? One that wasn't about weight loss? Well I just read the most amazing book for school and the ending hit me hard... a light bulb went off and I cried and cried and cried. The book is called Esperanza Rising. And one of the themes is "Never be afraid to start over". I have started over thousands of times. Everymorning for over almost 17 years I think. It came to the point where I was ashamed. Ashamed that I didn't have the willpower to make it through the morning. 9:00 am and I would already be saying that Tomorrow I can start. One more day of binging-- just to get it out of my system. My life became a string of "this is the last day" and tommorow is the "Official" day 1 that will be perfect, and everything will go perfectly. Like clockwork. I became afraid of starting over, and REALLY trying to loose weight, because I knew it wouldn't be perfect. If it wasn't "perfect" it wasn't an "honest" and successful way to loose weight. I would be dishonest and not worthy of the weight loss. So I just found ways to not do it. Excuses, reasons, rationalizing different ways to get around eating healthy and "celebrating" the fact that I could deviously find ways to eat out again. If I could come up with an excuse to be able to eat McDonald's 3x a day, it was a good day. I wasn't going to feel guilty about it, because I had my excuses all lined up in a row.
My first step is to realize it's ok to start over. I am worthy of health. I am not defined by my size unless I choose to do so. And I don't want to anymore. I created this person, I created my size so I could use it as an excuse. "I can't do that because of my size", or "they don't like me because of my size not becouse of me or my personality", or (and I think this is the most used or the most deeply rooted excuse) "If something doesn't work out, I can blame it on my size". It became a safety net of sorts. My insecurities needed a place to go, I fooled myself thinking that my size would be the excuse to make it all better, things would be ok. Well, it isn't all better. I looked to others for affirmation. I brought out negative attention... saying that I am doing WW and "rah, rah...everyone cheer for me". Looking for affirmation and laughing at myself with others doesn't help my self esteem, or make things go away. It makes it worse.
I know it is going to take some time to move into a positive view of myself. Beating yourself up for 17+ years takes its toll. As my first step I am giving myself permission to say... "Don't be afraid to start over". Don't look for affirmation from anyone else, if it comes your way accept it with your head held high, but use your strength that I know you have deep down to build your foundation of the person you want to become. Create you... the way you want to be...
Part of that came this morning. I got up and exercised, logged my food, did not go out to eat and made a concious effort to treat myself better. It wasn't a perfect day... but that's ok, because I started over... I stood up tall and proud and started over.....!
My first step is to realize it's ok to start over. I am worthy of health. I am not defined by my size unless I choose to do so. And I don't want to anymore. I created this person, I created my size so I could use it as an excuse. "I can't do that because of my size", or "they don't like me because of my size not becouse of me or my personality", or (and I think this is the most used or the most deeply rooted excuse) "If something doesn't work out, I can blame it on my size". It became a safety net of sorts. My insecurities needed a place to go, I fooled myself thinking that my size would be the excuse to make it all better, things would be ok. Well, it isn't all better. I looked to others for affirmation. I brought out negative attention... saying that I am doing WW and "rah, rah...everyone cheer for me". Looking for affirmation and laughing at myself with others doesn't help my self esteem, or make things go away. It makes it worse.
I know it is going to take some time to move into a positive view of myself. Beating yourself up for 17+ years takes its toll. As my first step I am giving myself permission to say... "Don't be afraid to start over". Don't look for affirmation from anyone else, if it comes your way accept it with your head held high, but use your strength that I know you have deep down to build your foundation of the person you want to become. Create you... the way you want to be...
Part of that came this morning. I got up and exercised, logged my food, did not go out to eat and made a concious effort to treat myself better. It wasn't a perfect day... but that's ok, because I started over... I stood up tall and proud and started over.....!