Hey, does this blog make me look fat?

I am watching the scale, and amazed that it is not moving higher than it already has…only 2 lbs over where I usually hover. The last month or so, I have NOT been working on my weight loss. No exercise, no counting of the calories…I have not called my trainer back to set up a time for us to meet.
I am over it.
I just have lost my desire, motivation, hope…maybe even my will to lose. Not sure why…but, it has happened. Don’t know when the motivation will come back. So, I am enjoying eating whatever I want, but not enjoying the times that I over indulge.
My son came for the visit, and it was wonderful. A bit overwhelming to me. Just seeing him, and his fiance… The dynamics relationally. I have been kinda quiet processing it all. He wants to come home, with his fiance…and go to school…which is WONDERFUL…but also daunting for me. Knowing the balance of what to help him with, and what to let him do for himself. I wish I had enough $ that I could just send him to school…but…I can’t. It brings up all the past pain of not being able to do for him like I wished I could. The feelings of being an inadequate mother…and the shame of being an unwed mother…living below poverty level. We will have to apply for financial aid, and with the school here and him there…and me here…I will probably have to do some of the leg work for him. This kinda stuff overwhelms me…and him too. Please pray for us that someone will help us sort it all out!
Yesterday, I met with a counselor about my marriage. She is the wife of the gentleman my husband and I met with recently. My husband left town while my son was here. He went to a church meeting and came back saying that God had changed him. He’s been working so hard to show me the change. BUT, I can’t trust it. I talked to the counselor about it, and she understood…and said that was wisdom. I told her some about our relationship, and she also agrees that my husband and I should separate. That way, he can work on him, and I can work on me. I always help him…too much. And get lost in the process. She said, that when I tell him he has to leave, I will be able to see if he has really changed or not. I left that meeting overwhelmed…sad…wondering how I can afford to live on my own again, how can I have this strong of a boundary…and went shopping??
I was shopping and got very hungry, so I opened a bag of whole grain pita cinnamon brown sugar chips…and knoshed away. Then I thought, hmmm….better get some protein, shwooop…I opened a can of almonds…and then I saw some chocolate covered ones…for…dessert…yeah, that’s it. It was my dessert:) On the way home (in the car) I took out some pastry puff cheese sticks I found too…and they were oh so yummy….and I was satisfied. Was it a binge? Sorta…I was a little out of control…lost in the eating.
It would have been ok…but when I got home…and hour or so later, my husband asked, what’s for dinner? I should have said…I am full…I don’t want dinner…but…alas…nope.
I preceded to go ahead and make him soup and a sandwich and one for me too. I at least had the fortitude to not eat all the soup, but the damage was already done. So…I was sick. Sicky, icky, yucky–that I-kinda-ate-too-much-after-Thanksgiving-dinner feeling.
Today, I still have not eaten anything…and I am JUST now getting hungry. My body was like…no…I need a break. You made me sick with all that garbage yesterday. So tonight, I am having a reasonable sit down dinner… where I will be conscious, and deliberate with my choices! Good choices for me.

I guess that is where I am right now. After the seeing my son, and meeting with the counselor, and having to consider such big changes in my life…I am realizing, that I am co-dependant. The definition being, someone that tries to help others, but in a way that causes them to hurt themselves. I am realizing that I need better boundaries, with my son, my husband, my food and myself.
How do I do this?
It will have to be by the Grace of God.
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