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I’m fat. Yes, I know this isn’t news to those of you who’ve met me in person or who follow me on Facebook. It isn’t really news to me, either, except…

Except that in my head I’ve already made the switch to being trim and fit. I work out every morning. I don’t eat junky snacks or brownies or white carbohydrates of any kind. I monitor my thoughts at all times to catch any automatic negative self-talk. When asked why I’m not having the aforementioned brownie, I say – both to myself and the person asking – that I’m choosing  not to because it’s better for my health. Not that I can’t have that because I’m on a diet and it’s a “bad” food. (You know there’s no such thing as “bad” or “good” foods, right? Please humor me and nod your heads now.)

I’m doing all of the right things and my blood sugar is in nearly perfect control – not just good, but perfect!, and I’ve lost some weight. So in my head, I’ve already made the switch and I must be magically not fat now.

And then a very nice colleague of my husband’s, at a volunteer function, congratulated us on the upcoming birth of our child while gesturing at my stomach, and a little part of me wanted nothing more than to simultaneously burst into tears while melting away and disappearing completely.

“I’m still so fat. This healthy lifestyle thing isn’t working. I need to go on a diet, pronto, and make this go away. I can’t eat “healthy” portions of normal foods, I need to weigh and measure everything. I can’t trust myself because I’m still fat.”

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That’s what swirled around in my head for the next hour or so after I escaped to the local shopping center to walk around while dealing with my thoughts. I posted something about the incident on my Facebook page about how I’d lost 25 pounds but it wasn’t enough to make me not fat. Friends began writing lovely messages, particularly one who’d just seen me the day before and told me how great I’d looked, but in my heart I knew it was all true: I’m so fat that I look like a pregnant girl. And then one friend – my dear,, wise friend Rosa – wrote something I’ll never forget. She told me to go to the grocery store, pull five 5-pound bags of sugar from the shelves, and see just how insignificant 25 pounds gone from my body really was.

And, just like that, the inside of my head snapped out of its funk and I could see clearly again. Yes, I’m still fat, but:

  • I’m no longer Morbidly Obese (just Obese)
  • My blood sugar readings are half what they used to be. (Yes, really – half!)
  • I workout every morning for 50 minutes at a time and I’m working my way up to the recommended 60 minutes a day
  • Most of my clothes and all of my undergarments no longer fit because I’ve lost so much weight from my waist and midsection
  • When my husband says, “Let’s walk to dinner,” I smile and tell him that sounds like a great idea instead of scowling and saying, “Yeah, right”
  • I’m confronting my depression every time it pops up – and it does so on an alarmingly regular basis – instead of letting it bring me down and ruin my happiness
  • I am happy, people! Deeply and unreservedly happy. Not the manic faux-happiness that is the flip side of my depression but real, quiet, deep-down-in-my-heart happiness

So I stopped ignoring the rumbling in my stomach after waiting too long for lunch, walked to a nearby restaurant, ordered food that sounded delicious in a portion size that I felt comfortable would be enough to get me to dinner but not enough to fill me up completely, and then sat and ate with enjoyment. By myself. Without worrying that others were judging me for what or how much I was eating.

Yes, I’m still fat, and that’s OK.

Comments

  1. The weight loss is really great and what we all seem to strive for, but if you’re ever feeling down, focus on your blood sugar. That’s the thing that’s extending your life and making your body healthy and functioning properly. You should really be proud of that, the lowering of your blood sugar. All the scary things about diabetes is being changed and you’re making that happen. I’m so proud of you!

    • I am really thrilled about my blood sugar, too, Lori. I honestly worried that nothing would make any difference and that I’d never be able to get my blood sugar under control even with the strongest diabetes medications (which I was pretty much on at the beginning of this thing). The day that I finally got brave enough to check my blood sugar and it was EXCELLENT? I just cannot describe the feelings I had: gratitude, determination (not to screw it up again), and pure joy are the closest I can come.

      Thanks for the support, it really means the world to know you girls are out there pulling for me to succeed!

      xoxo
      Denise

  2. MissLisa says:

    you are OKAY, completely OKAY :) … and that woman is appalling … go Denise!!!!

  3. I think when you’re losing weight, sometimes the stomach is the last to go. So – you look much thinner, and it accentuates the tummy area. That is why the colleague made the comment. It really means you are losing a lot of weight – so take it as an unintended compliment! You go!

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