This past week has been a bit eh for me. I fell for one of my biggest don’ts. I let the pesky number on a scale ruin my mood and put me in a funk. I know, I know that number means nothing and for the most part I don’t let it get to me. However last week for whatever reason it just threw me off my game.
I have made improvements with my self imagine and I thought I was over those days where a silly number could bring me to tears. And while last week was an upset that number means nothing, I know that. I knew it last week too, but I couldn’t help how I felt. I’ve come to terms with it and am trying not to beat myself up for letting the scale get to me like that. I now know that no matter how much I’ve improved there will be times I doubt myself. There will be obstacles still and pesky numbers that will be unsettling for me. For the most part I’ll face them head on and not let it get to me, but if they get to me I can’t dwell in it. I need to just move on and keep chipping away.
Negative thoughts happen, we’re human and some of us have dealt with so much negative body image that it lingers. What we can’t let happen is that we stay stuck in the negativity. That number is just that, a number. It doesn’t define you or make you less of a person.
You define yourself, and you are a fantastic human being.