First, some good news: I’ve got new pics, and despite not really liking my hairdo, I look pretty darn good.
The skirt I’m wearing is a 12, but it’s very loose. This was taken after I’d been to Wal-Mart and successfully fit into 8′s.
So as you look at this picture, what do you see? Do you see a woman who’s done losing weight? Well, I don’t. I’m still 25 pounds away from what is considered a normal, healthy weight for my height.
And underneath the clothes, there is is definitely plenty of fat still hanging around.
But here’s the part I’m irritated about. I have friends (more than one) who have taken me aside in recent days to ask, “Aren’t you done losing weight? Surely you don’t want to lose any more!”
When I reply that yes, I have 25 more pounds to go the response is something like, “But you look good now! You need to stop!”
And this frustrates me to no end. Don’t you think I know my own body? Don’t you think I know whether or not there is fat there that needs to go?
Do they think I’m going to become aneorexic? Continue reading