I’ve never had a good relationship with my parents. When I got a job, I was SO happy because I didn’t have to work in Tokyo, which meant I could move out (most kids whose parents live in the Tokyo area and go to Tokyo universities live at home because rent is REALLY expensive).
Still, I call them every weekend to keep them happy. Lately, when I call my parents, all they talk about is that I need to diet and lose weight. I tell them that I run for 1 hr on weekends, and they tell me that it’s not enough. My mom tells me that I can’t lose weight through exercising, that I have to eat less, even though I distinctly remember her telling me 6 months ago that eating less won’t make me lose weight (or so she heard on some TV show).
So, 1 hour every week of being told by my parents that I need to lose weight. Even if I talk about what I’m doing to lose weight, I get no encouragement. Oh wait, I’ve never gotten encouragement or praise from them EVER in my life. Seriously, I have never been praised by my parents.
Remember, all the time I’m paying for the overseas call. Yeah, not fun.
I’ve been asked why I blog about my weight loss. I haven’t been successful (unlike Wardrobe Oxygen), but I still blog about it. It’s all because I need the support I can get through my blog, which I can’t get in my normal life. Thank you to all of you who have told me not to give up, who have given me tips, and who have shared your personal struggles with me.
This week’s weigh in: 67.0 kg (-1.0 kg)