It's Been a Year.. My Losses & Gains
I can’t believe it has been a year. One year ago today I woke up to the first day of my new life. It’s hard to believe that just one year ago, I was nearly 200 lbs heavier, sitting in a hospital crying and terrified. I’m so grateful to every single person who stood there with and reassured me that I was making the right decision. I’m beyond grateful to everyone who answered the million and four questions I’ve asked along the way and supported and encouraged me when I thought I couldn’t do anymore. For the most part I’ve embraced that new life and taken advantage of the opportunities it has presented. But I’ve lost and gained a lot in that year as well.
I’ve lost 198 ugly pounds that disguised me as a person and let me hide from life and disengage. Those pounds, I’m not sorry to see go and will fight to make sure they never return.
I’ve lost more inches than I can count. Those inches represented each and every victorious step towards my goal and sometimes were all that indicated I was still moving forward when the scale didn’t budge.
I’ve lost friends. It turns out that some people are only comfortable being in your life when you’re at your worst and any improvement on your part begins to tear down their fragile self-esteem. Sometimes I miss them and others, I simply wish they I could have given them the incredible feelings I have gotten from this process.
I’ve lost my emotional dependence on food. When I have a hard time, I don’t reach a cookie or a candy bar and when I cry, it’s not followed by sitting down with comfort foods.
I’ve lost my cloak. It turns out that the extra weight was a wonderful way to hide from the world and all of the experiences. I’ve learned to engage in life and live mine openly with a willingness to experience life.
I’ve gained things too though and most of them are positive.
I’ve gained access. I can sit in booths, airplane seats, walk through turnstyles, cram into elevators and sit in tiny chairs. And I never think twice about using any of them. I can try new activities – skiing, sky-diving, running and playing softball.
I’ve gained understanding. Without the weight, I’ve had to learn about myself and figure out the things that I like and don’t like, not simply make excuses that I can’t do them because of the weight.
I’ve gained healthy coping mechanisms. I exercise, I talk to people and most of all, I deal with my emotional issues instead of cramming them down with food.
More than anything though I’ve gained self-confidence. I’ve figured out how to absolutely love who I am and be confident in both the person I am on the inside and outside. I can finally say that I’m comfortable in my own skin! Frankly, I never thought I would get there.
But I'm here.. and I'm grateful and happy to be here. Good luck to those starting your journey- from one skeptic to another - you can make it work. All the best!
I am one of those who still sees the morbidly obese woman in my mind's eye. But I am working on it.
Keep up the great work. Janice
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Thanks for letting us know about your progress and success.
The best part is that we are both in Atlanta!!! I'm so happy for you. You need to put up more pictures!!!