Dear Inner Fat Girl:
I want you to know that I love you. You are very dear to me. You are dear to me because you are a part of me. Your feelings and your thoughts are what drove me to the place I am now. 72 pounds lighter and actually for the first time since I was in high school am at a healthy weight. I know you are there because all of a sudden all those feelings you felt when we started this journey to become healthier are coming back. You start complaining because we no longer eat sweets all the time and we do not eat bacon cheeseburger or french fries any more. Oh my heaven forbid we forget those potato chips the giant bags of them that we used to gobble up in two hours. Not to mention eating like 5 bags in a week and gaining 10 pounds. I know you miss eating an entire deep dish medium pizza covered in cheese in one sitting. Most of all you miss eating whatever you wanted whenever you wanted. All those Lemon Zingers and those Honey Buns. Not to mention once in a while eating two maple bars at once. I know you miss that and I do allow you to have some of those things in moderation.
I understand you want me to go back to that by making me feel fat even though I have lost all the weight. You make me feel so inferior and like the work was not worth it. You make me feel like the small amounts of fat that I still have on my body are larger than they really are and you make me feel like I am still that huge fat girl.
I am standing her right now and telling you inner fat girl enough is enough. I am tired of you telling me that I am still fat. I am tried of you telling me to go to McDonalds and have chicken mcnuggets and french fries because you miss them. I am tired of you acting like its no big deal if we eat a little more even if its healthy.
We made an agreement when we started this journey on March 1, 2012. We both decided that we were tired of being fat and out of shape. We agreed that we would change our eating habits and start exercising. I even did the changes gradually so you could get used to the idea. You were really gung ho about it when the first 25 pounds came off and you were even happy up to 160 because that was our goal. But now that we are past 160 and getting lower toward a new goal of 135 you keep seeding me with these doubts and making me feel like shit again.
I have had enough. I lost this weight that we agreed upon now it is time to lose you. I love you but it is time for you to pack your fat ass bags and go! So long and thanks for all the fish…..


