Thursday, September 20, 2012
I haven't advertised that I'm changing my lifestyle to a healthy one. One of the reasons is that my department consists of three guys and me. It's not like I'm going to talk about it. As for the rest of my coworkers, I don't really chat with them. With the travel required plus my own securities, I am quiet in what I do.
A coworker whom I have a great rapport with but travels extensively was in the office the other day.
He looks right at me and says loudly, "Sweetheart, you look great. You've lost some weight, eh?"
I blush. I stammer. I finally say, "Yeah."
Because I've shed 20 pounds and no one else in the office has noticed. Oh, a few have seen me bringing my lunch more frequently (almost every day) and commented. But no one has said, "Wow, you've lost some weight." Then again, I see them daily.
I know that I have trouble accepting success. I have trouble accepting compliments. That goes to the whole "insecure thing." Before, I would have taken that positive compliment as permission to splurge.
This time, I didn't.
This time, I looked in the mirror and acknowledged that I look better and I feel better.
I'm a work in progress.
But I'm worth it.
And maybe someday, I'll be able to accept that "you look great!" comment without feeling self-conscious.