“What
happened to you? You have put on some weight.”
These
are not the words you want a town commissioner to greet you with before a
meeting. The woman who said this to me hardly ever speaks to me. Once a month,
I attend her town’s meeting, I say hi to everyone, the meeting begins, I take
notes, the meeting ends and I go home.
This
is our interaction. We are not friends, family or enemies.
WTF!
Who tells someone this? Due to some issues, I was put back on my
anti-depression med. One of the side effects is it gives me an appetite. I have
gain about 15 pounds. I know this. It is a safe gain with me going from a size
four to being between a size six and eight.
No.
I don’t like the fact that my stomach has a pudge. I don’t like the fact that my favorite
dress doesn’t fit. I take it one day at a time. Some days are good and some days I am close to tears.
Another
reason for the weight gain, I have been stressed. In the last two months, I
have been packing, moving and dealing with work issues. I turned to comfort of
cupcakes and grape soda.
I
realize this was a bad hookup so I am now drinking more water and enjoying
hummus and crackers.
As
a reporter, I am in the spotlight. People notice everything from the zit on my
chin to the junk in my trunk. And because my picture runs in the newspaper,
they feel like they know me. But they don’t.
They
don’t know about the person who once got down to 73 pounds. Or the person who
was so afraid to eat that she wanted to kill herself.
So remember:
1. Get my hands on the new Stephen King novel!
2. Get my deposit back for my apartment!
3. Not having to work on Friday! YAY!!!!!
