--how important it is for me to really succeed in losing weight.
--that I have now realized I am doing this for me.
--that no matter the cost being successful at this one thing -- it really matters to me. For lots and lots of reasons; it really matters to me. I cannot fail. Well, I don't want to fail. I know I cannot and will not lose it all at once, I've already proved that. It is taking me a while. That doesn't mean I am a failure. He does not think I am a failure, he's never even indicated that, don't get me wrong. I'm telling myself that, mentally talking this through.
--how much his encouragement mattered to me.
--how much his attempted dissuasion upsets me.
It's nice he loves me the way I am. Some men are hurtful to their wives. He is not. He loves me just like this. So what am I complaining for? I have no idea. It's hard to do it on your own and it makes it so easy to not do what you know you are supposed to do if that person is not pushing you to do the right thing (because they love you the way you are). It's twisted.
I have tried to explain. Maybe I'm not communicating it right. I just wish he knew..
Jenn
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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