My name is Becky, and I’m 31 (eek).
I live in New Hampshire. I work at LakeView Neurorehab Center, primarily with teenage boys with behavioral issues due to brain trauma/organic brain disorders. I am also attending Southern New Hampshire University attempting to get a bachelors in Psychology. Some days, I wonder why.
I am a proud parent who is critical, wishful, a dreamer, funny, and daring . I occasionally play well with others , I’m a procrastinator , carefree , comedian , sincere , an environmentalist , creative , spontaneous , adventurous , shy , impatient , homebody , outspoken , klutz , intelligent , stubborn , passionate , hopeful , dreams big , a reader , a movie buff , a video gamer , a shopaholic, a people watcher who loves to travel , a happy , hopeful , sassy , special , beautiful , energetic , lovable , empowered , silly , optimistic member of the human race 🙂
So you wanna know my story? —
**Grab a snack…a drink..whatever you need and get comfortable…this may take a while**
A long time ago, in a land far away (Okay it was 1998 and Mississippi, but I digress), a boy asked a girl he barely knew to marry him. The silly girl said yes, even though they had only known each other for six weeks.
So they ran off to New Orleans and got married, quickie Las Vegas style 🙂 That made the girl’s parents really sad so they re-did the wedding just for them.
Then the boy and the girl (both being in the military –Go Air Force!) were transferred to Omaha, Nebraska…way far away from everyone they knew and loved. But they had each other… and a dog. They were very happy, and very in love and as we all know, when people are happy and in love, they eat. and drink and “sleep”. After all this eating and drinking, the girl began to gain some weight but the boy promised to always love her, no matter what. So, the girl didn’t worry.
One day, the girl found out some really good news! .. the boy was really excited and told the girl how he had never been happier in his WHOLE life. Life was good for the two of them and they continued to and …after all, they were eating for “two” now.
Several months later, boy was born. He was a big one…eight whole pounds. The girl wondered why she had gained nearly 40…if he was only eight pounds but the boy said “It’s okay, I love you anyway”. So the girl didn’t worry and they all continued to and …after all, they were breastfeeding so more calories the better, right?
Four months after the joyous birth, the girl started feeling ill. She worried that something was really wrong..so she went to the doctor and got some news… again. The boy said “I have NEVER been happier in my whole life” so the girl didn’t worry about how she looked. She knew he loved her, no matter what.
Soon came boy number two. He was even bigger ! Nine and a half pounds…and the boy said “Wow, you gained almost forty with him too…I cant’ believe he’s only nine and a half pounds”… and the girl started to worry that the boy didn’t like her looks anymore..but the boy said “You are getting heavy, but I love you anyway” , so she stopped worrying.
The boy and the girl and one and two all were very happy for about a year. Then came …number three. A girl this time! The girl was very happy because the boy said ” I have NEVER been happier” and she believed him. Before the baby was born, the girl decided she didn’t’ want to re-enlist in the military so she didn’t. But the boy did. The girl wanted to go home to their families but said “what ever makes you happy, love”. So the boy re-enlisted.
The little (big) family all lived together happily in Nebraska for two more years… and then one day the girl came home and saw something funny on the bed. A ..the girl didn’t think much of it and took the film into the store to get it processed. When it came back, the girl was confused because it had pictures of one of her Very Good friends on it. She asked the boy about it..and he said “she must have left it here when she was here the last time…”, but the girl didn’t remember the last time that the friend had been over…so she chalked it up to “pregnancy brain” and let it go. A few days later, the boy came home and said “We are moving!” and the family went off to and were very happy there. .
While they were in Iceland, the girl met some good friends and started all the time with them. The boy said “Have fun..you need to be more social”. So the girl did. One day the boy came up to the girl and said, “I want to go back to school.” So the girl said, ” I will get a job and help you pay for it. ” so the girl got a job and put all of the money she earned into school for the boy. While helping the boy fill out paperwork one day, the girl saw an email that was on his computer…it said something about a “wonderful night” that the boy had shared with someone and that someone “hoped they could do it again soon”. The girl asked the boy what it was about, and the boy said it was just a joke from an old friend. The girl believed him.
Then one day, the boy and the girl and their little family went on a vacation around Iceland. They stopped at a cabin to spend a few days. The boy and the girl decided to get into the hot tub. When the girl got in, the boy said “Hey Shamu” and laughed at the girl. The girl became very upset and asked the boy what he meant by that. The boy said he was just joking so the girl believed him. The boy came home from work a few days later and said “We are moving back to Nebraska” and the girl was happy. The little (big) family moved home and were happy for a few years.
Then one day, the girl and the boy went to lunch with the kids and the boy asked the girl if he could tell her something. The girl was excited because this usually meant good things. The boy told the girl…” You are fat. I am not attracted to you anymore. I don’t want to be married any more”. The girl was and asked the boy why he never said anything to her before…he had always said he was happy. The boy said…I LIED.
The girl said ” I need to do something to change this” and she found a special website ( and a very special friend, who sat her down and told her all the things that she needed to do to make her life healthier. This friend was an inspiration and is still counted among the girls nearest and dearest friends, because if the girl hadn’t met with the friend…she was going to take pills and just go to sleep…that way no one would have to look at her fatness anymore. The girl went and got on a scale that same day and saw an awful number and she told the boy…and he said ” You disgust me”, so the girl started kickboxing.
The girl worked hard at getting healthier and told the boy that she was trying to get better for him. He said, “that makes me happy” …and she believed him. Then the girl found out that she was again. The boy said ” That makes me even HAPPIER” and she believed him. But things went wrong, and the girl lost the baby after three months. The boy said “Oh Well..now you can lose weight again”, so the girl went back to her exercise plan and decided to become a vegetarian.
Then one day, the girl went downstairs and looked at the bank statements and found that the boy had paid for a …and when she asked the boy why he said ” You’re too fat, I am not happy”. So the girl and the kids went home to her parents for a few weeks.
While she was there, she talked with her mom and thought a long time about the boy and their marriage and figured out that he wasn’t making her happy either. So, she went back to the boy and said “You make me unhappy too.” and the boy was shocked. He said “you won’t find anyone like me, ever. You are too big to find anyone”, and the girl said “Try me.” and walked out on him after living with the boy for twelve years. A few days later, the boy moved in a young woman and told the entire world that he had “NEVER BEEN HAPPIER” The girl laughed then, because she knew it was a lie.
When the girl announced that she was getting divorced, one of her old friends from when she was in the military asked her out. So she said yes and they started “dating”. Now, this boy was very nice and told the girl every day that she was “beautiful”. So, she believed him.
This boy lived all the way in Colorado, so the girl flew out there several times and drove there a few times as well to see him. This boy said “I can’t fly to Omaha..I have a son and a full time job”. The girl said “so do I” but she flew out anyway. They were happy for a few weeks even though the boy never told anyone else that they were dating and asked that the girl not tell anyone either, and then the boy started telling the girl that he was going to be at a “friends” house and that he wouldn’t be able to answer his phone there. So she believed him. Then one day, the girl found out that this boy’s friend was a girl so she confronted the boy. The boy said “I like skinny girls, I can’t help it”. So the girl said “Goodbye.. I am special and worth faithfulness, no matter what my size”
So now the girl is looking for a relationship and has a list of things that she needs from a guy. She’s been lied to one to many times.
It’s a long story, I know. I apologize. I had to get it out there and hopefully someone can benefit from my experiences and pain.
It took a lot of soul searching and yes, even counseling to realize that I need to be happy for me..not for anyone else. If I want to lose weight, it’s got to be because I want to do it for me, and no one else.
I have worked for the last two years almost to get to where I am. I am now 6o pounds lighter and a whole hell of a lot stronger, physically and emotionally.
Were any of the failures in my relationships due to me…hell yeah. I am not going to lie and say I never did anything wrong or that I couldn’t have done things any differently. I’m sure I could have, but I didn’t have the strength then to say “enough is enough”.
But now, I am ready for a new relationship. One where I know what I want and what I need, that’s why I sat down and came up with the list. I am not expecting the perfect man to fall out of the woodwork ( but a girl can hope, right?) so I know it may be a while before I find “HIM”, so while I wait, I continue to exercise and eat right (following the advice given by the friend sent straight from heaven) and work towards things that I want to do , like go back to school. My “why” has to be more tied into what I want out of life, my long term dreams, my goals, my aspirations in life. How can I possibly get excited, how can I possibly dedicate myself to something that I have not linked to the more important things I want out of life. Yeah, I want to fit into smaller jeans, but c’mon, when I lay back on my deathbed and think of the important things in life, am I really going to reflect back to the day I finally fit into a pair of skinny jeans? Maybe, but probably not.
I realized that my “WHY” are my larger life goals, the things I want, my dreams, and that weight loss is merely one tiny step, one tiny part of that “why.” A healthy lifestyle is merely a tool that will allow me to live longer and pursue the kind of active lifestyle I want. And I guess what I am saying is that somewhere along this journey I lost that perspective, and a little bit of myself, as well. I did ultimately come to view myself as a number on the scale and that was a measurement of success/failure that I clung too. And it was for that number that I worked the various programs, with the goal being to get skinny. And of course, I had other reasons “to improve my heath” and to feel better, but I completely lost what that meant or why it was important. Simply losing became the goal and, honestly, a shallow, unsustainable, and hollow one. No wonder I burnt out, no wonder I can’t find dedication. If someone at the end of my life asked, “and what did you do with your life?” and my answer was “I lost a lot of weight,” that would be really, really sad. And of course, not true, because I was a good mother, a good friend, a caring person, but in terms of the goals that I set for myself and carried out, if losing was my only goal, I would not be satisfied, because losing weight in and of itself is simply not enough of a “why.”
Getting skinny is not going to take me to my goals and dreams, but it is a step towards them, not something I am simply doing for getting skinnys sake. At the same time, that being said, there are a lot of other steps/transformations that I need to be doing at the same time I am working my towards my weight loss goals. My weight loss is not my lifelong dream, it is a step towards the kind of life I want, but that life is not going to be magically waiting there for me once I hit goal. Larger dissatisfaction’s are not just going to melt away cause I am skinny. Shaky relationships are not going to miraculously improve just cause I got skinny. My self esteem is not going to magically improve because I am skinny (it may improve some, but so far, it hasn’t). It just isn’t.
So, I have decided to go about this weight loss thing from a slightly different angle, not as a goal in and of itself, but as a step towards the larger things I want out of life.
My “WHY” is ultimately to be able to live the kind of life that I want to lead. I want to lead an active, fit lifestyle so that I don’t ever feel my age. I want to be spared the kind of health problems my mom had. I want to be happy and proud of myself.
So basically, what I am saying with this long winded post..is that no matter how bad it seems, or how hard it gets..it can get better. You just have to believe you are worth better and make that your goal.