by Maria's Last Diet
Layla: I keep
waiting for the other shoe to drop. I’ve already lost some weight. I can say
that much. I’ve stayed true to the diet. But the better I do, the more uneasy I
feel. That’s what is throwing me—this knowing that something bad is going to
happen. It’s making me very uncomfortable, and I’m starting to doubt myself.
Bethany: But
you’ve been doing so well. Why do you have such an awful premonition? Do you…
Layla: (cutting
her friend off) I don’t know. It’s like whenever I’m doing well at something, I
start to think things like “I won’t be able to keep it up”, “there will be some
slip up”, “it’s too good to be true”, “something’s going to happen to spoil
it”.
Bethany: Do you
need some encouragement? I’ll give you plenty of encouragement. You deserve it
for all the hard work you’ve been doing about losing your unwanted weight.
Layla: Thanks,
but encouragement doesn’t seem to make a difference. I just can’t get past this
premonition, as you called it. I’ve been here before, and what always happens is
just what I’m feeling will happen; and it’s as if I can’t do anything about it.
Layla is feeling anxious. She has this belief that something
bad is going to happen to spoil her weight-loss effort. It’s been a
self-fulfilling prophecy in more areas of her life than just weight reduction.
But it’s weight reduction that is being put to the test right now.
What Layla hasn’t figured out is that her experiences
growing up were filled with the rug being taken out from under her. She was
never good enough for her father, and each time she thought she was, he would
cut her down to size—a very small, insignificant size that hurt her feelings
terribly. This, as well as other of her father’s critical and demeaning
characteristics, were picked up by her two brothers and used mercilessly
against her. Her mother was ineffectual when it came to standing up for Layla.
She tried, but she ended up disappointing Layla and not coming through for her.
The belief in danger coming her way, the premonition of the
rug being taken out from under her had been all too real. But that was twenty
years ago. Why is Layla still feeling this way? It makes her not trust herself.
It has made for repeated weight-loss failure.
What’s the answer? Layla needs an answer.