What does the word support mean to you? Does this concept mean something important? For me, yes.
Perhaps someone will say that support for me plays an unreasonably large role. To be honest, I myself do not know. It is difficult to look at yourself impartially.
It seems to me that the closest person to a married woman is a husband. In general, it is. But does he always and in everything support? Not. More precisely, always and in everything – this is the ideal. It is unlikely in practice, in everyday life this happens. So my husband does not support me in losing weight.
Why? There is no one reason. Firstly, he is not one of those who are engaged in advertising and current propaganda. He does not like koschi-power (his favorite phrase) and, seeing thin girls, he can even make fun of them (not out loud, of course, he does not allow this for himself). Like that look the wind blows away or one more his favorite description – and it seems that now it will break.
To be honest, I don’t want to be of size 42 myself. I remember myself when I was like that. I did not like it terribly. I want to lose weight to size 46-48. In my opinion, this is the best look for an adult woman. I do not want to look like a teenager. In general, I just can not convince my husband that I am not going to lose weight before downright thin.
But moral support is one thing. There is another side to the coin. The husband does not deny himself anything in food (besides, he basically prepares for us). Probably, there are persistent people who will endure if they eat sweets in front of them several times a day, and they don’t try them themselves. I do not always do this.
Leva loves to bake cakes and in general any white flour cakes. I could not completely eliminate it. With great effort, I made a rule for myself: from any baked cake I eat 1 slice. And that’s it! No matter how tasty. For comparison, we used to eat it conditionally 50/50.
To be honest, I generally prefer more the word of a friend. But this is a separate issue. Perhaps I will write about it a little later.
In general, my friends are mostly overweight too. I am with my current 80 kg with a tail almost the thinnest of them.
I do not know, maybe your friends are completely different, sincerely rejoicing at your success in everything. I have it wrong. I admit it with regret.
Sometime last year, we were sitting in a cafe with five of us. I let slip that was going to lose weight. In response, I saw only envious glances, and one even had a bad mood.
In general, now I do not want to talk about it with them. Not only because of oneself and fear of envy, but also because of them. Why should people tempt, give birth in their souls and minds negative feelings and thoughts?
So far I have not found support among my surroundings. To be honest, at first it hit me hard. But now I want to believe that I learned how to deal with it. With thoughts: Do not support? Well. I will do everything myself. I’ll take it! I’m moving forward. Though not quick steps.