I've lost 95 pounds and dropped eight clothing sizes. Most people are encouraging--like my family. A few, not so much. They always nag "oh for pete's sake, Mar. Just have that piece of pie. It won't kill you. Look how much you've lost. You're too skinny."
I'm not too skinny. But they may be right. That dessert probably won't ruin my diet. What concerns me is that it's not my welfare that worries them. Both are trying to diet and failing. They make excuses, want shortcuts and are in denial about their habits (like I was). I suspect seeing me stick to my diet makes them feel guilty. And you know the saying, misery loves company. Take my advice. Listen to your own common sense and follow it. Diet Tip Take Encouragement to Binge With a Grain of Splenda
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