Dear Scale: I hate you!

Dear Scale:

Please don't take this the wrong way, but I hate you…You entice me to get on each and every time I walk into the bathroom with your sleek black exterior and digital display. You call to me first thing when I wake up and again when I go to bed.  I’ve read the research. I know that when you’re trying to lose weight you shouldn’t weigh yourself daily, let alone two or three times a day. I try to resist. Honestly I do. But you’re like my drug!  I’ve tried to quit cold turkey, but it never works.

Eventually I succumb to your persistent pressure, and you tell me exactly what I don’t want to know.  Not only am I no longer losing weight, I’m gaining it, a few ounces at a time. So screw you! Why can’t you just stay in the closet, and keep quiet? Quit flirting with my desire to feel thin! Let me be happy with the way my clothes are starting to fit, and stop sabotaging my self-image!


Your Slightly Chubby  Frequent Flier

P.S.  If you don’t see me for a while, it’s not because I’ve given up. I am determined to prove you wrong. It will just have to wait until after Thanksgiving!


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