I threw my scale in the trash 10 years ago. Having a scale in my bathroom was one of those extra accessories I no longer needed.
I had these 2 aunts that would walk into my Mom’s house and before they would say hello, they would say, “Wow, you must be eating good…” “Those cheeks are extra chubby, aren’t they?” Then they would giggle amongst themselves about how big my face, my boobs or whatever their subject of the moment was. (Their extreme cattiness got on my nerves and gave me anxiety.) Until I got grown and realized I wasn’t the problem, they were! They were extremely unhappy with themselves and constantly trying to improve themselves and would talk about everyone they came in contact with. Not my issue, it was their own.
Yes, like most women my weight fluctuates 10 pounds here or there depending on time of the month or how much ice cream I’ve eaten and there is NOTHING wrong with that!
One day I got on the scale looked down and then up and said, “Cherie what are you doing? Your jeans fit. Maybe tight, maybe a little loose, but they fit regardless!”
Yes, I was talking to myself in 3rd person. I’ve never been overweight. Maybe a little chubby, maybe a little too thin, but I remain healthy and that’s what matters most. Backhand compliments from others about my weight would never make me step on one of these things daily again.
Weight is NOT one size fits all! Weight is about health! Everyone is not supposed to be thin, buxom is beautiful.
The goal should never be a number, it should be your health. The number is different for everyone. I am a nutritionist. Trust my word more than the Hollywood tabloids, your gossiping aunties or any other superficial, unprofessional opinions.
Obsessing over the number on the scale is unhealthy.