Comments on: Trapped Inside Myself

By: Hanlie

Hanlie — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 15:36:03 +0000

When I first gained weight I hid behind my fat, but as the years passed I realized that I had to make the best of the situation. I made sure to dress well, wear make-up and jewelry and look my best at all times. I may be fat, but I’m well-groomed. It makes a huge difference. Yet, I know that I’m not the same Hanlie from 15 years ago… Time will tell if I ever get my confidence back.

By: DownsizingDoc

DownsizingDoc — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 05:50:38 +0000

Beautiful, heartfelt post. Even tho I never got close to 300 lbs I can certainly relate to how that fat suit is actually a prison I built myself.
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By: m i c h e l l e

m i c h e l l e — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 02:40:47 +0000

Wonderful post Diane. Very inspiring. I relate a lot to Ness. I am at a “thin” weight for *my* history and still feel like I need to lose ten more to get to a more comfortable spot. I go between accepting that my current weight has been maintainable and I should just “live and let live” and feeling I am not trying to lose “those last ten” hard enough. Since I have been maintaining well for some time, I am going to attempt to get those last ten by Christmas. If it doesn’t happen, I at least knew I gave it a shot and focus on maintenance …

By: Paula

Paula — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 23:32:29 +0000

I found your blog through aforty-somethingweightlossjourney. Great post. Insightful. Really made me think. I can’t get over how much weight you’ve lost.
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By: Kat

Kat — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 22:34:50 +0000

Thank you for this post Diane. I am quite a bit away from my highest weight, but sometimes still need that reminder to be kind to myself and have the vision to move forward.
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By: Dr. J

Dr. J — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 19:57:18 +0000

This is really interesting, Diane! I guess it’s been so long since I accepted what I was given, and directed my focus to work with that, rather than what I wasn’t. I always liked the Cat Stevens song with the line, “My body’s been a good friend..” Once I made friends with it, we went places!

By: geeta

geeta — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 19:56:18 +0000

you kill me! your posts are so reflective of whats going on in my mind, that i just want to give you a hug and have a good long cry.
The friends part is just so so true. the more my weight increased, the smaller my circle of friends became. and not bec my friends had a problem with my weight, its just that i started isolating myself, making excuses not to meet or to hang out….
now i am down to just one friend who i met regularly.and she recently got married and moved to another country. oh! i have friends that i chat with over the phone/net. but its not the same as hanging out/shopping together/having lunch/ ….. just meeting each other in person. when did i turn into such a recluse? .. i didn’t even realise

By: vickie

vickie — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:42:44 +0000

Michelle said:
“I would love a post about how you ‘found’ yourself in your thinness. I think that people freak out when they lose the weight and fill into their fat suit again. How did you start to recognise yourself?”

Someone once told me that the freak out factor is very different for people that have seen themselves as fat for their whole lives and those that gained weight for a part of (but not their whole) life. No matter how much that weight is – it is more the length of the perception.

I agree – makings for a REALLY good post.
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By: vickie

vickie — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:38:58 +0000

Woulda/shoulda/couldas would make a GREAT posting.
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By: fittingbackin

fittingbackin — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:03:26 +0000

You are such an inspiration. The ‘missed opportunities’ hit me – I’ve never admitted this, but I know I passed up on many, many beach/lake/tubing/pool trips because I wasn’t comfortable in my body, didn’t want to be judged, knew I wasn’t “perfect” and I wasn’t okay with that or with putting it out there. Even now, I’m certainly not perfect, but I refuse to miss a trip because i’m not “perfect” – that’s just not okay with me.
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