Skinny_Chick
Joined: 19 Apr 2007 Posts: 210 Location: USA
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 11:57 am Post subject:
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I so need my coffee this morning.... lied this morning ate 1 egg and half a piece of toast, told future hubby that I was not feeling well. It's terrible, at 5:30 am he's at the kitchen table talking about dinner. WTF? I swear food seems to consume his thoughts and he attempts to make it invade mine to. Yesterday, the scale said 156.5, today it said 156.0. I'm going with the I don't feel well excuse today, except for coffee, water, and maybe some tea. I can't go on like this anymore. I love him to death, but I can't stand the way his food issues seem to attach to me. A few of you were here when I was here before, I didn't have these issues before I hooked up with him, they seem to have come with him a package deal lol future hubby and his food issues to. I've probably asked a few hundred times, " Please don't even try to plate my food for me " I can't stand that, he'll fill this HUGE plate, then bitches when I pick at it. I can't consume anything even close to that quantity. He plates more than I used to eat in a day! He wonders why I never feel well after eating anything, it's because it WAY more food than I'm used to. But, he still doesn't get the hint that if he stopped plating my damn food and just let me have an itty bitty plate that maybe I'd feel sort of ok after I eat. Most of the time I just feel terrible, and he's totally inflating the situation and my damn stomach.
As much as I love him, I can't handle having him on me 24/7. I'm totally stressed out, sick to my stomach and unable to sleep. It's like I love you but please leave me alone sometimes. I'm not happy having exerything revolev around food and having every waking moment planned with visiting his family and other functions. I have zero time for me, and it sucks. I love him, but I want him to not be here freaking 24 hours a day. I'm not used to having to explain myself for going to the drugs or explaining why I've been gone for 30 mintues instead of 20. The stress is getting to me, gee can you tell? Soon, it will be so much better I HOPE! *SKINNY VIBES* to you all!
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