I have 3 months to go. 3 months until I see my in-laws. I dread that the most. Those are the ones I want saying, "Wow, You look awesome!" Even still I don't think they'll say it. They all have a heck of a time giving compliments. But I'll see it in their eyes. I'll see that I can prove it, and show them.
I know that sounds prideful and whatever. But it's how I feel. Jared and I have been struggling in our marriage, struggling with our weight and all the issues that go with that. And I'm ready to show that it can be fixed, it all can be fixed.
I really do hate spending extended periods of time with Jared's family. We always fight more when we're with them. It's like we have to conform to their way of life, and be the same kind of family that they are. Which to be honest is kind of messed up. And Jared changes a lot when we're around them. I hate it.
I love when we leave though. I love getting my real husband back, not having the fake one that has to put on some face for his family. Man, I hate that!
3 months though, I'm treating it like I'm training for a Marathon. If I do all I can do EVERY DAY, in the end it will be enough. I know it will.
