Yesterday at work, three different people at three separate times commented on my weight loss. "You're doing such a great job!!" "You look wonderful!". I felt like a sham artist or something. I don't feel as if I should be admired, especially after the choices I made throughout December. Not to mention that there was a time that I lost more weight than I currently have. It took about two years to lose the weight. I kept it off for about a year, then it took less than a year to gain all of it back. I don't feel like very much of a success story.
I don't believe in coincidences. I feel like God knew that in the midst of this struggle, I needed some encouragement and he sent three "angels" my way. I need to learn to handle compliments better, and to be proud of what I have accomplished rather than concentrating on the struggles.
Today has been much, much better. It's as if that switch that I mentioned before has been flipped. Now, I will work on figuring out how to keep that switch permanently in the right direction.