A personal first
October 12th, 2004 at 5:58 pm (Uncategorical)
I was just explaining to my therapist about how even though I’ve lost 11.4 pounds, it’ll take a while yet before people will begin to notice. In fact, judging by history, I can expect to lose 30, 35, or even 40 pounds before people start asking, “Are you losing weight?” I’m okay with that. I have a lot of weight to lose and people tend to just experience me as “big” — not “shades of big.” It reminds me of my first major in college — which was math, believe it or not. The day I decided to drop the major was the day they spent an entire class period explaining that there are differing variations of infinity. That some infinities can be bigger than others. Now, negative infinity (getting smaller and smaller and smaller forever) and positive infinity (getting bigger and bigger and bigger forever) are concepts that took me a while but I was able to grasp them. Having one infinity be smaller than another?
No. Thank. You.
Having said all that, I have to report a personal first: today, between classes, and only 11-some-odd pounds into it, Donna pulled me aside and asked, “Are you super stressed out? I’m worried about you. You look like you’ve lost some weight.” I gave her “points for keen observation,” chalked it up to her being a visual artist and, therefore, being intimately acquainted with lines and curves and angles, and then hugged her and thanked her madly.
No, it’s not from stress. It’s on purpose.
