My husband is a gem. He is one of those people who can devour ANYTHING and never gain an ounce. He has loved me at 253 and at 126 and everywhere in between. He will compliment the way i lok in an outfit, but if I ask about my body speifically he'll always tell me "I love YOU and that has nothing to do with size" He raves to other people though about Atkins. He LOVES me doing this WOE. In the past when i would do WW or something restrictive he would see me fasting, conserving, and binging (even if it was "allowable" foods) he saw me in frustration from hunger and locked in ugly battles with cravings. He loves sitting down with me to a nice serving of protien and a decked out salad every night. He loves making his famous buffalo chicken wings (100% induction friendly) and putting on a hockey game and munching with me. The best thing is HE is happy WITH me.
My family: Until 30 days ago we lived out of state. Since we moved back and I getting a lot of pressure to give up the WOE from my inlaws side. The see atkins as "unsafe" "unhealthy" (FIL just went through a heart surgury and he is in cardiac rehab working with a nutritionist and PT). They think I'm "too skinny" now (I have 11lbs to goal). FIL and MIL even cornered me at a resteraunt two weeks ago wanting to know my weight, goals, ect.... it was weird. Theya re convinced you should never eat more than 3oz of meat in a sitting - so i am freaking them out with that AND the full fat concept. My side of the family is cool with it. My borther and future SIL actually got the book and started Atkins this month b/c they were inspired and they are loving it too. My mom is sort of trying low carb living - but she cheats all the time and then can't figure out why it's not working (DUH).
My friends: LOVE and Support me - they are the best and I know they are true friends!
Strangers:
I got checked out the other day (hehehehehe secretly kind of enjoyed that
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Myself: I have good days and bad. On a good one i am generally satified with my body and proud of what i have accomplished. The others (and there are too many) I still feel very fat. Sometimes i think about "splurging" but fear of cravings and lack of control again seems pointless and scary and keeps me honest. I find that at those times I am usually tired and exhausted from the kids. The nights where i wish someone would jsut fix me a steak and salad and say "here eat" and I didn't have to think or work at it.