I just realized something. Previous to getting started on gastric sleeve surgery, every single morning the very first thought on my mind was, “I am SO FAT, and I am a stupid, horrible person for not being able to get over this.” This happened every day just as I was getting out of bed. What a way to beat myself down daily!
But now that I’m on the road to surgery this March (hopefully), I no longer have these self-defeating, self-pummeling thoughts. That’s a pretty great change, and I haven’t even had the surgery yet! I’m going to call this my first non-scale victory.
(Update: last night I dreamt I was SKINNY! I don’t think I’ve ever had that dream before.)
What’s your inner monologue like? Similar to mine? Worse? Or are you all ponies and rainbows and say nice things to yourself 🙂 I want to know!