tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668796948874901630.post8758801102900330036..comments2024-03-25T06:18:09.620-06:00Comments on Dear Ethel,: Picture PerfectBeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15972291927652716856noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668796948874901630.post-32867777394608874492007-05-22T09:38:00.000-06:002007-05-22T09:38:00.000-06:00i remember my stepdaughter's wedding 5-6 years ago...i remember my stepdaughter's wedding 5-6 years ago. i felt absolutely beautiful and got compliments all night. it's telling, i think, that the photographers, there to capture the beautiful young things in the gorgeous setting, mostly skipped me. a few stills with the husband reveal an immense, almost square woman in a beautiful dress, looking like she's in pain (i was, from being on my feet, i could barely walk at that point). <BR/><BR/>my husband still tells me it is a beautiful picture. i leave it out because it reminds me of where i've come from. <BR/><BR/>i am way fatter than you, actually have 181 as a goal. but it's all in our heads, really. i am not convinced your eating disordered eyes are getting an accurate view of that woman in the photo. i don't trust my own eyes, no matter what they tell me, good or bad. <BR/><BR/>i can't trust eyes that tell me i'm gorgeous at 190 in those photos taken after a huge weight loss, when the same 190 looked moose-sized when i was on the way up. <BR/><BR/>photos capture an instant in time and miss the vitality and magic that is an animated you. please don't beat up on yourself for too long. it's debilitating to the spirit within and creates another wound to eat at.<BR/><BR/>big hugs, lynetteBigAssBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00196713522104157126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668796948874901630.post-70422013952423070962007-05-22T06:10:00.000-06:002007-05-22T06:10:00.000-06:00Self contempt, self recrimination and rejection of...Self contempt, self recrimination and rejection of the self is the real weight I'm trying to lose, but it's hard when faced with something we consider reality, i.e., a picture. But, why is a picture such a reliable indicator of what you look like? It can't capture mood, mobility, shifting expressions -- all the things that make up what you "really" look like. I bet you looked beautiful in that outfit. Pictures may not lie but sometimes our self perception does.Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05414508208712819014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668796948874901630.post-85773654336745531462007-05-21T21:55:00.000-06:002007-05-21T21:55:00.000-06:00I know that feeling. I've worked so hard, and I FE...I know that feeling. I've worked so hard, and I FEEL so much thinner. I should look like Kate Moss, but I see pictures, or go shopping and I don't. It's very disappointing. <BR/><BR/>Deirdre<BR/><BR/>PS don't forget the camera adds ten pounds.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2668796948874901630.post-20332171340191361322007-05-21T20:00:00.000-06:002007-05-21T20:00:00.000-06:00I know how you feel about pictures. I am never fu...I know how you feel about pictures. I am never fully prepared for what I see. I expect a thinner me. For me photos are worse than dressing room mirrors. You may warm up to the pictures after a while. You may not be where you want to be yet, but it is nice to have a picture of where you are today. Someday I will get a digital of the "lysol lady" photo of me and post it. Long story. For another day. hang in there. And enjoy your visit.Cindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06400492104098347769noreply@blogger.com