Two Bad Words

Complacency and acceptance are probably the two worst words when you have to go backwards and disregard them for the sake of dieting.

We're told over and over again to love ourselves for ourselves. While all that's fine and good, sometimes, we're put in a place where accepting ourselves for what we are is not possible.

I'm at that point.

It all really boils down to pants.

This is what happens.

You don't really notice that you are gaining weight. (Or at least I didn't.) But then one day, you need new pants. So you go to your favorite store and pick out some pants. Now you know that the pants you are currently wearing fit well. They are comfortable and look good (or so you think). So you start there.

Maybe you take them home or maybe you try them on. And despite being the same type and size of pants you wear all the time, they don't fit. What do you mean they don't fit?!?!?

So you move up a size. No big deal. The old ones were worn and stretched and that's why you needed to move up a size. OR maybe the company changed their sizing. That happens all the time right?

So you accept that you are now a new size. A new, bigger size. Its all good.

But it snowballs. And its not one pants size, its two or three.

You don't even see yourself as the person wearing the size of pants that you are. You're still the person that was wearing the pants two or three sizes ago. That's the acceptance again. Or maybe complacency.

But that's where I'm at. Needing new pants.

Hopefully, I can hold out on the ones I have and instead of trading up, I can trade down. Fingers crossed.