I had no idea how much my husband used me as his rationale for eating like garbage until I stopped eating like garbage. He isn't actively trying to sabotage me, but he is using me as an excuse to eat what he wants and I had no idea until just recently.
For example, we ordered takeout for lunch 2 or 3 times last week at his insistence and my stomach and the rest of my body has just had it - I'm starting to feel exhausted and gross and I just can't eat that stuff regularly. Also, I was recently diagnosed with a gluten intolerance and half of what he wants to eat is located on top of a slab of dough (i.e., pizza).
Naturally the dude wanted deep dish for lunch today. I said no, but told him to go ahead if he wanted. He said it wouldn't be the same without me and how about we have nachos instead. I said nope, I'll just have some greens and grilled chicken like I'd planned and he walked away pouting.
The day goes on, kids get home and promptly ask for ice cream. Husband overhears, gets super enthusiastic, I say, "You know, it might be fun for you guys to go out for ice cream together. I thought I'd get a run in instead. You can come if you like before you get your ice cream." The husband insists it wouldn't be the same without me. Kids quickly agree (though I'm pretty sure they wouldn't have noticed or cared otherwise). I still say no and, of course, everyone's still here at home and miffed with me because somehow it's my fault they're not eating ice cream.
These scenarios have been playing out for two or three weeks now and I cannot handle it. The family and I are going to have to have a serious conversation tonight because my health can't take this. I'm also sick to death of having to constantly justify why I'm not eating food that doesn't make me feel good. Why should I have to fight so hard not to feel like utter crap?
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