Tuesday, August 21, 2012
This is my first biog entry. I am what would be considered an extreme introvert. I love reading people's blogs about their victories and frustrations and happy days and tough days. I think it is healthy to get your worries out of your head. It just makes me really uncomfortable to be the "sharer" But it's a new day and I'm jumping in. We had company this past weekend. Lots of old friends we hadn't seen in many years. It was a great time. I felt so happy to connect with my friend and spend time with her family. I was so proud of my kids and how they entertained all the visiting children. It was a success all around. Until last night, when my husband showed me the pictures. I saw one of myself and was just mortified by how I looked. I can't get the image out of head. It's completely freaking me out. I know it's just a picture. I know it's not me, the person. But I can't shake the voice in my head, the 1000 ugly words I'm using inside to describe myself. Why do we allow ourselves to self-talk in a way that we would never speak to someone else or let someone else talk about themselves in such a way? The good of the picture is that is has motivated me to finish what I have started. I'm about 1/2 way though to my weight loss goal and have admittedly been lax in the past few weeks. But I need to also work on the nasty girl in my head. She unfortunately won't just go away because I've dropped a a few more pounds. I feel better for getting this out!