Sounds like it should be a screenplay, doesn’t it? Can’t you picture it? A beautiful, thin (of course) lady in a big, flowy dress with her King—oh wait a minute! I said scale and I! Okay, so scratch the movie scene. Well maybe just tweak it a little and change it to a horror scene!
But seriously, I have struggled with my weight my entire life. I was a chubby little girl, a chubbier middle schooler, an anorexic high schooler, a vegetarian college girl, and more recently a Weight Watchers follower. I have come to grips with the fact that I love food. I love it more than I should. When I became pregnant the first time I gained 70 pounds. I just knew I was gonna have a 50 pound baby, but I didn’t. He was only 9 pounds. I had to actually WORK to get the weight off. Then I got pregnant again. I told God and myself that I was going to do better. I did, but only because he came 6 weeks early. If I’d had the entire 9 months the weight would’ve there.
That’s why I love Weight Watchers. I can eat things I like and still lose weight (although I’m gonna have to bite the exercise bullet). I don’t have to feel guilty. I can do my part and then just let go and let God do the rest. I can’t obsess over it. Maybe I can even do a screenplay on My Scale and I….once enemies now friends.