Monday, June 15, 2015
I hadn't seen my family since the beginning of the year, and hadn't told them about my weight loss. So the range of responses was interesting. My sister was the most gracious and sensitive: "You look great!" My mother was the funniest: "Don't lose any more weight! I want my daughter to stay pretty!" This was especially sweet since she has been nagging me about losing weight for the last 10 years or so.
And then there was my brother: "You have lost a HUGE amount of weight! How much?!? I'm your brother, you have to tell me!" This was shouted, not uttered at a normal conversational level. I had to take a couple of deep internal breaths not to feel insulted. And then the next morning, my brother tried to take pictures of me, knowing that I dislike having my picture taken, knowing that there is no need to take a picture, knowing that he has never in the decades that we've been siblings been interested in taking my picture. At one point he lied that our Mom wanted to have her picture taken with me, right after I heard her tell him she *didn't* want a picture. My brother is a textbook example of self-absorbed and tone-deaf so more internal deep breaths were required there.
So I guess I did manage to surprise my family, with overall positive and supportive reactions, even considering my brother's rudeness. I also slept half the day today so am bracing myself to get back to the frustrations and stress of work tomorrow.