Fear

If there is one thing that motivates me lately, this is it. I am afraid. It's right at the edge of my mind these days, like a nagging little itch that I can't scratch. I'm not always giving it my attention - sometimes I go all day without consciously acknowledging that it's even there - but push comes to shove this is what is turning my gears. I'm afraid.

Now I suppose what makes this attack of monumental cowardice interesting is that the current reason for all this distress is something incredibly positive in my life. I don't have cancer (I think,) I'm not facing unemployment or homelessness or armed terrorist thugs. No one is going to shoot at me, or take away my loved ones or my stuff. Of all that, I am reasonably sure. The devil in the dark, for me, is actually going to prolong my life, improve my health and make me more socially comfortable. However, it is incredibly scary because it challenges my comfort zones and my very identity. For the first time in my life, I am successfully losing weight and this diet is working so well that I can almost imagine myself achieving the lifelong goal of not being "the fat chick."

However, "the fat chick" is who I am. It's almost inconceivable to me that I could be anything else. SOOO, if that isn't who I am - who will I be? This is a freak out of biblical proportions. Especially when I don't have an answer. Most people really don't understand the nature of this anxiety. They are all so happy for me. Or amazed that I am actually doing this. Or envious (which weirds me out, too - my fat friends are uncomfortable with my weight loss.) I am merely afraid. Afraid that I don't know the person in the mirror. Unsure where her boundaries are (being overweight puts lots of boundaries up for you...) Right now it's all I can do to take one day at a time and eat in this new and curiously simple way. Right now it's actually difficult to give up my comfortable baggy clothes because they don't fit. Right now somebody lavishing praise upon me for being less of me can bring me to tears. It's not rational. Fear rarely is.

I'll let you know when I feel like I'm through it. Right now I'm still afraid.