Do I really wear that size?

Do you ever look at the tag on your clothing and are in shock at the size you wear?  Well that was me this weekend.  I chocked it up to maybe that’s just the size of “this” pair of jeans.  Then this morning I thought, “I wonder what size my slacks are.” Well to my shock they were the same size.  I guess it must be true that is my size. It’s really hard to believe that is my size and a relief too.  For the past few months I’ve been really feeling fat.  I know that sounds crazy, but I have.  I’ve done my best to talk my self out of feeling fat, but when one hears something everyday, they really start to believe it.

What is it about the boys I date/marry that they seem to be so obsessed with my weight, how I exercise and what I eat?  The reality is they are projecting their inadequacies on me. But that isn't easy to remember when one asks "Are you getting Fat" every day.  Or makes fun of your exercise routine.

SEEKING: CONFIDENT MAN who is satisfied with his body composition and works hard to keep in shape and eats healthy.

End note: Scares of abuse