Does anyone have the opposite? I feel really good, feel so much fitter and my clothes fit well, I'm fitting smaller sizes but then I see my reflection or a picture and I think - am I still that big? I've still got a way to go, but really? Surely I should be waaaay smaller by now!

I know how that feels! And unfortunately, unlike pants and shirts, you can't exactly hand-me-down old bras..... lol

I'm going to have to go through all my pants again. I very reluctantly gave up a pair of my avenue jeans I bought last year. I absolutely loved those jeans as they were at my waist as apposed to below it and were very, very comfortable, but when you put them on and can hold them 3 inches out from your belly, its time to admit they are too big. I gave a pair to my aunt, and I'm going to see if my sister can get into the other 2. Both my aunt and my sister are barely 5 ft so those jeans will have to cut down and hemmed, so once I give the pants to them, I definitely won't be able to ask for them back unless I want to use them as capris! (I'm 5'8")

My best friend was up this weekend for my birthday. She has a key to my front door and wanted to come up after she got off work at midnight on Thursday, so I told her come on and let herself in, so she didn't see me until that morning. The last time we had gotten together was at Christmas and she said the weight loss I've had since then is very noticeable - she couldn't believe I couldn't see it. She told me to start taking selfies to compare to; I have a selfie from Christmas, so I suppose I could try to take one now and see how it looks. I just can't see it myself.


*sigh* and my mother.....my mother is good at making assumptions for things that she doesn't know about at all, especially when it comes to me. I think its how she avoids dealing with things in reality she doesn't like to deal with. She and the best friend were talking on Saturday about kids, and my best friend commented that she had hoped I'd have kids that she could treat like nieces and nephews and will her estate to (she's single and intends to stay that way). My mother's comment to that was that it wasn't going to happen because "Bridget doesn't like men".

*sigh* I suppose that's her answer for way I'm 40 years old as of yesterday and still single and have never dated or even been asked. I told her it wasn't that I didn't like men; its that men don't like me!

My best friend did back that up because she looked at my mom and said "trust me; Bridget and I have talked about men and she likes them just fine!" I appreciated the backup, though I cringed a little because I could just imagine what my mother thinks those conversations were like - I'm sure her mind went straight to the gutter when those conversations were never that way at all. Maybe a little PG-13, but never beyond being R rated.......lol

The best friend thinks I'm still single even though I'd love to not be because I don't have any confidence in myself and that I'm too picky. I personally would just like to know where you're supposed to go to find decent, available men at my age and 2) how is wanting someone who is hard-working and a nice, decent man who'd treat me well supposed to be being too picky?

Though I suppose this is a "grass is always greener" thing because I have a lot of acquaintances who are divorced or who are always complaining about their husbands and kids and going on about how lucky I am to be single and "free".

This relates back to the fat brain thing because at 380 lbs, I knew I wasn't the least bit attractive - nice personalities aren't usually considered the key factor in getting a date in my experience. I work with men mostly and went to college with almost all men and the impression I always came away with is once they were sure I was just there to be a work colleague, they became a little more comfortable around me. I'm down to 258 lbs now, but my head still thinks of me as being that unattractive 380 lb person I was before