did I write that, "i don't seem to care much about my weight?" WOW.
i just wrote that in response to a comment on my last post and then i stopped -- i guess i DID write that. could it be true?
i last weighed myself 12 days ago. it's a pretty big deal for me, indeed.
hand in hand with jumping off the scale, twelve days ago, i left D. and my home of 3 1/2 years. since then, i've been living on my own, in my own place for the first time in years. in the last 12 days, i went on a job interview and got offered a job (which i think i'm going to take tomorrow.) i've helped facilitate an AA workshop and lead a meeting. And i've felt friendships grow and develop, even in the last 12 days.
so much has happened and changed and moved me forward happily and with powerful strides.
on some levels, in the scheme of things, it seems trivial that i haven't stepped on scale. yet, we all know how huge this is.
speaking of huge....the "elephant" in the room. will i grow huge without the "kick your ass" guardianship of the scale.
i don't know. i have no idea how much i care.
my weight is definetely up. i look better. i feel better. what if it goes up more? i don't know. my range of "fine" keeps going up.
this is all rather startling. i find i love being startled!