Literally. This was the start of the break-up diets for me. Things were good in the beginning. I found his jealousy endearing at first. I liked that he wanted to spend all of his time with me. I was seventeen when we started dating. We went to different high schools which made it a little more mysterious. No one at my school had met him except my best friend *Alexis. When we first started dating I think I weighed 130 lbs.
After the first year things went down hill. He still wanted to spend all of his time with me. He still had that little jealousy streak. He hadn’t changed. I had. I was learning what I wanted in a relationship and what I didn’t. He was inconsistent. I had a friend who had his picture in the paper. I had the picture up in my room. *Patrick ripped it down, scrunched it up and threw it in the garbage. Yet when I told him guys tried to pick me up at the mall he didn’t bat an eye. However, when I wanted to go out to an underage club with my friends to dance he sent his friends along to spy on me.
Yeah, those were the things I didn’t want in a relationship. That first break-up is hard. I’d never done it before and had no idea how. I stressed about it big time. That’s when the weight loss started. I literally couldn’t eat. Just seeing food on TV made my stomach churn. Forget about eating it. By the time I broke up with him I was down to 96 lbs.
So why am I talking about my first boyfriend and how he made me sick? Because it’s just before lunch and I was thinking about how hungry I am right now. And how back then food, any food, turned my stomach. It would be so much easier to stick to the diet if my stomach turned at the smell of food instead of grumbling with hunger and anticipation. 🙂 Seriously though, no matter how much I want to lose weight I never want to go through that again. Obviously I no longer have that problem. And because I’m with *John now I know I’ll never have to worry about a break-up diet again.