Rock bottom
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
"What do you think of this suit?"
"It's good, I think, do you like it?
"I don't know"
"Do you think maybe the back, right there, is a little tight."
"Umm, yeah, I see that, the back fat."
"Oh, uh, well, uh, it's not that bad, it's okay."
"I don't know why I try on bathing suits. It's futile."
If this conversation had happened between my sister and me, I would have been okay. When your husband points out your back fat, you're in trouble. I tried not to cry, but I couldn't help it. It's not his fault. He was just telling me the truth.
I'm so sick and tired of being this shape. It's not the worst shape in the world. I'm just slightly overweight, but I've been slightly overweight for five years. I feel lost.
