Endless excuses, self sabotage, no body and mind connection. No full length mirrors, blue jeans, bikini's or budy hugging clothes.
I have spent my entire adult life overweight, obese.
The highest I have ever been is 355, and that was several years ago.
I have a major body/mind disconnect.
I know why this is, and I suppose I shouldn't ignore it anymore.
Being obese has allowed me to be lazy, invisible, and dismissive.
Lazy in the sense that at family gatherings, I am never expected to jump up and do dishes and help with all the other women doing the "women's work" of cooking, serving, and then all the clean up after the meal.
It has served me well because I've gotten to enjoy the quiet time sitting at the table by myself sipping glass after glass of Pepsi.
Invisible because in all family pictures, I insist on being the picture taker, never allowing myself to be in ANY of the photos.
Dismissive in the sense of not going to most family events, and no one missing me. I don't do Christmas, Easter dinners, and have even given up celebrating my birthday. I don't want to draw attention to myself because it embarasses me.
Overweight and miserable parents on my side, a sister who had her stomach stapled two years ago, and I think she is still miserable too.
No kids to blame this body on, and haven't really given a s*&% about myself for as long as I can remeber.
Self esteem? Never heard of it!
Self worth? Yeah, not part of my lifestyle.
I can hate and disrespect myself like no one's business tho!
Something I'm not proud of.
I've tried all kinds of diets, and failed.
Might as well try this.