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We were perfectly happy for 3 years. Something just snapped one day in his head.
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We were perfectly happy for 3 years. Something just snapped one day in his head.
The worst part is when I do lose weight, nothing changes. Positive reinforcement is key people!
Ok. Maybe he never loved me. I guess I'll never know. But now thinking about that makes me feel really f**king shit house. So I take back that the only person to have ever loved me to never have being loved at all.
Glad im in my office today. No one can see me crying.
The worst part is when I do lose weight, nothing changes. Positive reinforcement is key people!
Ok. Maybe he never loved me. I guess I'll never know. But now thinking about that makes me feel really f**king shit house. So I take back that the only person to have ever loved me to never have being loved at all.
Glad im in my office today. No one can see me crying.
I get that, but sometimes its less about what people think and more about what you think. If your body image is determined by the opinions of others, then you'll forever be at the mercy of everyone.
Positive reinforcement is key. I'll tell you about me and my body image. Ever since I was a kid, I have a condition called Pectus Excavatum.
It's where your chest wall "caves" in so to speak and makes you have a very deformed chest look, your clothes sit awkward on you, can't wear collared shirts and it looked terrible at the beach/pool. It gave me medical complication to, but that's apart from my the image.
At first, I wasn't even aware of it. Went to the pools/beach one day. Got picked on for being different and having a hole in my chest. I was shattered, it kept going on and on. My "friends" would even tease me about it and put their fist in there as a joke.
So I'd wear a shirt? Did that solve anything? Nope, I'd then get hassled for wearing a shirt. Saying "Why are you wearing a shirt, you're a bloke". Still, I wouldn't take it off. It sucked, it gave me low confidence as I wasn't happy with my body.
So, I know where you're coming from. It's hard. Very f*cking hard. People are cruel to. You have to adapt and be happy with the skin you are in. What did I do? I got surgery to fix my chest. It was incredibly painful, the road to recovery was gruelling, I copped nerve damage and have a permanent metal bar in my chest. But it's something I over-came after many many years of letting it affecting my youth/teenage life.
But it's really hard when you look in the mirror and see someone ugly that weight 250kg. Because that IS what I see.
Wow. That's... wow.
:crazy: In a "I'm crazy" sense or the situation it's self?
Just ventured into the Interstate forum and JA...oh dear.
More in a 'Wow, that's an amazing story' sense. Sorry, was a bit gobsmacked. Seriously, major admiration of how you've endured the challenges life has thrown your way...
Massive props, bro.![]()
Yeah I wish I was that strong. But I am not.
There are two types of people in this world... Those with an incredibly inflated opinion of themselves and those with an incredibly deflated opinion of themselves.
Rarely do either of them actually come close to hitting the mark as to their actual worth as human beings.
Think about that one...
That he loved me? Or the only one?
I was drained as shit after my son's 26 hour labor
He ended up coming into the world at 4:30am and when he and the missus and me got back to the ward at 0630 I was so tired i was puking (well that and having to see what he did to the missus undercarriage. I STRONGLY SUGGEST not looking at that whole bloody mess. Brought a tear to the eye as me and that vag had some ggod times together. I mean they say it snaps back to normal but it's never the same lads. NEVER THE SAME !!!!) so I went home and had a rest for 4 hours before coming back.
The missus family was there at 0800 so it wasn't like I abandoned her. She still brings it up two years later
There are two types of people in this world... Those with an incredibly inflated opinion of themselves and those with an incredibly deflated opinion of themselves.
Rarely do either of them actually come close to hitting the mark as to their actual worth as human beings.
Think about that one...