I can't make you like me, but I can resent you for not doing so.

[vicarz]

We had a serious fight and it started to affect my workout. She got mad at me when I went out of town, which I think is uncalled for as there is no need to be jealous of family. My third had nothing but good things to say about me and how I appeared, but my moody main bitch was unforgiving. I suspected she had her own issues she was dealing with, or rather failing to deal with, which she was taking out on me - but foolishly I gave her opinions weight as I always do. I responded to her abuse, took her advice, and engaged in some less than healthy practices. I had to admit some of what I was doing was irresponsible - I was drinking too much (or too often), restaurants cost a lot, and candy is not a meal. Granted.

It kind of came to a head last night - I went to my conditioning class and felt very energetic at the start. The group of new very-fit people was motivating - my energy levels were off the chart and I went full-force. I was doing great until we switched over to mitt work, and as we slowed down I thought I was going to pass out. I had to sit down and duck my head down until the dizzy went away. After class she and I had a serious talk - she started with her lies again (though I note she was consistent with those lies, meaning I can't really trust her, ever). However, halfway through our discussion it was like she was speaking another language - in fact she was, for the reading had switched to kilograms. I fiddled with her underneath, and got her to read in lbs again - and suddenly I was at my target weight. Great - she's mad at me and broken until I stroke her backside...can anyone else see why this is problematic in a relationship based on trust? We had some make-up sex, and then hit the sack. I checked in with my third; the mirror was still kind to me. This AM she told me I'm still at my target weight - but can I really trust her now? Seriously, I'm not body dismorphic - I just have an unreliable scale.

Comments

[grymnir.livejournal.com]

...this took me a minute to figure out...I'd forgotten the narcissism key to decrypt. You know she's just setting you up for the holiday season, and then she'll sucker-punch you with new data after the year changes. This may even happen when the next wave of not-so-fit-but-trying-to-kick-x-mas types get between you and your third.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

The delayed understanding was by design. You're right about that holiday season though...god what a bitch.

[grymnir.livejournal.com]

Well...since all plans for new years have fallen through, at least so far, I may be able to avoid the $ to kCal conversion this year...though not having a couple of nights to blow off steam after this year would be missed. Good luck with your own holidays--my family (and their concoctions) are the ninja who assault the Jenny Craig dynasty.

[grymnir.livejournal.com]

And...I do like the utter-control you have over both your partners. They cannot come to you, you go to them and only when in the mood for self-abuse, then self-admiration. I may need to find a suite of partners such as this when I begin my comps prep next semester.

[anarcha.livejournal.com]

*snarf*

[vicar.livejournal.com]

I was hoping you'd see this one. Uh, your icon is too skinny. I guess that's the point.

[grymnir.livejournal.com]

'twould break...just like a chicken leg. And definitely no marathons for that icon.

[turbogrrl.livejournal.com]

wait, i thought it *was* of a chicken- well, chicken foot- all crispy and fried and skinny....

[vicar.livejournal.com]

and I thought I had weird fetishes!

[grymnir.livejournal.com]

You do. None of the rest of us roll our partners in truffles first. Well, not often.

[alexlucard.myopenid.com (from livejournal.com)]

When it doubt - dump. That's always been my rule.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

What I love about attorneys is their fine attention to details.

[cweaselle.livejournal.com]

With this you can't give me a hard time about Bill not being ok to even thinking about dating. You're trust is quite alot worse than mine could ever be. ;p

[pictsy.livejournal.com]

lol

Nobody likes her anyway.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

Oh touché!

[kelowna.livejournal.com]

I am greatly smirking. Greatly.

[vicar.livejournal.com]

From great pain comes great art.