Losing weight is scary
What? Scary? How about Fantastic!? Wonderful!?
Nope. For me it is scary at times. Why?
My padding is disappearing.
My figure is coming back.
I am feeling beautiful again, even sexy at times.
And then it happens.
The groves created and reinforced in the my mind: “It was your fault because of how you dressed, how you looked.” “You actually caused him to do that.” “If you didn’t look so good, it wouldn’t have happened to you.”
And then I stop, and counter. “Wait a minute. I didn’t MAKE anyone do anything to me.” “What was done to me was WRONG.” “I am allowed to be thin and pretty and beautiful.”
I am working on filling the grooves in my mind and creating new ones.
How about you? What thoughts does your mind default to?