Does Your Other Half Truly Understand You
This morning I was sitting in my chair, drinking coffee and reading a book as I always do. My wife, passing by to go get ready for work told me in a very caring tone, "why don't you start your day with some activity? Go out, enjoy the day." Her comment as true and caring as it was flared up a sensitive subject. I didn't say anything but she could see that I was upset. We hugged and kissed, and she went on her way to work. She called me a few minutes later saying she was sorry for upsetting me. I was nearly in tears for two reasons. The fact that she was apologizing for something she said out of deep care for me. And the fact that what she said brought down, much harder, the mental hammer that I always beat myself with for the same thing. You see, I'm a fifty-seven-year-old male who is overweight to the point of obesity. I was born much heavier than a normal child, and I was brought up by overweight parents to whom not spoiling your appetite before a meal, and fi...