chicken on a mission
Restarting to lose 4stone
I was woken this morning by a nightmare that has really shaken me up.
It starts off where hubby and are driving and talking as usual when he made a comment that ‘perhaps I should just eat normally instead of just getting away with the bear minimum’ and then did a false laugh. I in my usual way say ‘I beg your pardon, what did you just say?’ at which point he knows he has offended me because my tone is very thick with anger but repeats what he said anyway and we are both looking for a fight.
I tell him that if he actually bothered to look at what I ate he would see that I ate loads but that is tended to be the right stuff and that I now have a healthy attitude to food which is more than I can say for him because he still hasn’t got a f***ing clue! At which point I get out of the car which has stopped at this point (luckily), slam the door and start walking home feeling extremely guilty that my daughter was sitting in the back witnessing this exchange and that I been so touchy about it because it had touched a nerve and I obviously wasn’t as ‘together’ in my my head as I thought despite not needing to struggle to get my nutrition right.
When I finally get home I find he has locked me out and my car has gone as well as well as his and that he has gone away and taken our daughter with him.
My immediate hot thoughts are concern for the welfare of our daughter because he has never lived up to my standards of what a meal should consist of and doesn’t provide a routine so she knows where she stands. That is the worst bit of the dream for me because in it I don't trust my hubby to look after our duaghter and am not at all upset about him being gone, just angry.
Before I know it what was an irritated exchange of words between a hubby and wife in a pretty good marriage has escalated into divorce and me criticising his parenting skills and being frightened for the future of our daughter. It was an awful way to wake up and I am still shaken now.
What I am getting from this nightmare is that I need to be careful about being the controlling parent to ‘make’ others start to work through their own food problems in the way that I have been so lucky enough to be able to do and that this will be a lifelong struggle.
I need to stand back and try to lead by example and hope that others can follow. I need to be careful that I don’t alienate others by being too zealous and extreme in my views on 'bad' food and try to strike a balance.
I see this dream as a warning and am grateful for it even though I am now having a very low day.
It starts off where hubby and are driving and talking as usual when he made a comment that ‘perhaps I should just eat normally instead of just getting away with the bear minimum’ and then did a false laugh. I in my usual way say ‘I beg your pardon, what did you just say?’ at which point he knows he has offended me because my tone is very thick with anger but repeats what he said anyway and we are both looking for a fight.
I tell him that if he actually bothered to look at what I ate he would see that I ate loads but that is tended to be the right stuff and that I now have a healthy attitude to food which is more than I can say for him because he still hasn’t got a f***ing clue! At which point I get out of the car which has stopped at this point (luckily), slam the door and start walking home feeling extremely guilty that my daughter was sitting in the back witnessing this exchange and that I been so touchy about it because it had touched a nerve and I obviously wasn’t as ‘together’ in my my head as I thought despite not needing to struggle to get my nutrition right.
When I finally get home I find he has locked me out and my car has gone as well as well as his and that he has gone away and taken our daughter with him.
My immediate hot thoughts are concern for the welfare of our daughter because he has never lived up to my standards of what a meal should consist of and doesn’t provide a routine so she knows where she stands. That is the worst bit of the dream for me because in it I don't trust my hubby to look after our duaghter and am not at all upset about him being gone, just angry.
Before I know it what was an irritated exchange of words between a hubby and wife in a pretty good marriage has escalated into divorce and me criticising his parenting skills and being frightened for the future of our daughter. It was an awful way to wake up and I am still shaken now.
What I am getting from this nightmare is that I need to be careful about being the controlling parent to ‘make’ others start to work through their own food problems in the way that I have been so lucky enough to be able to do and that this will be a lifelong struggle.
I need to stand back and try to lead by example and hope that others can follow. I need to be careful that I don’t alienate others by being too zealous and extreme in my views on 'bad' food and try to strike a balance.
I see this dream as a warning and am grateful for it even though I am now having a very low day.