i thought i had found the diet for me- i called it they "hey fat, let's become friends" diet... you know, a self appreciation type thing. i was doing fairly well- i had support from my mom- i felt strong and beautiful- gorgeous... she was on the same deit too at the time.
well, she's now decided that the numbers on the scale need to climb-on-down... and that's all about her. i'm here to help her in whatever she needs to do to be happy... but her quest for a thinner body left me feeling about as sexy as an old hot dog that's been rolling around and around in Super America's roticery for a couple days. (now, doesn't that paint a pretty picture?) in other words i feel as though i should be actively trying to become america's "ideal woman"... i know, 'should' implies guilt and guilt implies wasted energy...
i suppose i feel guilt towrds myself- wasting so much of my energy on being dis-satisfied with my body, when i am beautiful.