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"This Is What A Boundary Looks Like"

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[Note: This is a fat post. Slenders and others bored to tears by such a topic may want to keep on scrolling.] A big part of losing 85 lbs has been saying "No", as in (for example) "No - I'm not going to eat at night." and "No, I'm not going to eat a bag of chips in the car while I'm going somewhere." and "No, I'm not going to eat sugar or drink alcohol."  There's a lot of "No." There's a fuck-TON of "No." Saying "No" includes not only saying it to myself, but also saying it to other people. I've learned over the course of a year to be more comfortable with saying "No" to other people.  Take last night for instance, I was visiting nearby for a game night. About mid-way through the night, the host retrieved chocolate covered strawberries from the fridge. I was offered the strawberries to which I said "Oh no, thank you though." (My inner monologue was quite different - consisting of "Jesus fucking Christ! Have I not told you people on at least a half a dozen occasions that I don't - (a) - eat at night and (b) eat sugar?") As it happened, my polite refusal was met with "Oh, come on. You can have one. You've done so well. You deserve this."    I deserved to eat a sugary snack at night.... hmm. I don't fucking think so.  Here's what I think I deserve: No diabetes No high blood pressure No joint pain No cholesterol issues No kidney dysfunction Not having to ask for assistance when I stand up Not having to wear clothes sized XXL Not being undermined in pursuit of my goals.    One of the recovery streams on Instagram I follow, "Untamed Heroes", had the following post which I found quite helpful:   "no" might make them angry. but it will make you free.   -- if no one has ever told you, you're freedom is worth more than their anger...    So -    Here's to not just "No", but "Fuck No..."       ~