You say the word WEDDING and suddenly people switch into high gear dieting. No one wants to be remembered as heavy in wedding photos.
I am so proud of the accomplishments of my family and friends. My mom has lost 8 pounds since the announcement. My Maid of Honor has lost 6. My awesome Dad is also being conscious of what he is eating. They are taking proactive steps for not only a healthier lifestyle but also to ensure that they look good and feel good for our big day. That makes me feel special that they would care that much.
Then there is me. Desperately wanting to lose weight and can't seem to shed a single pound.
At times like these I would just like to sit down with a tub of frosting and cry.
We are having our engagement photos taken in roughly two weeks. I don't want to look like a two ton tessie in the pictures, but at this point I am afraid I have no choice. The weight refuses to leave my body.
It's almost like my fat is rebelling against me, screaming "HECK NO! WE WON'T GO!"
While the skinny girl inside of me is singing "GET OUT! LEAVE! RIGHT NOW! It's the end of you and me. It's too late, I can't wait for you to be gone. You said that you would treat me right, but you were just a waste of time."
I feel like my inner skinny girl is struggling and will abandon me soon.
...and never be seen again.
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