Today, Kevin is having gastric bypass surgery, and last night, I ended things with him. He has been acting strangely for weeks, and I know that it was in anticipation of this surgery. I had had high hopes for our relationship, but I think he was keeping me at a distance so that he would be ready for "all" the women he expects to get once he's lost the weight.
I don't fully blame him. Not completely. This surgery creates new realities. It does. I get much more male attention now than I've ever received! Men's heads actually turn! However flattering the attention, and it IS flattering, it doesn't change who I am. I am a good person who happens to be in a smaller body than I've been in for the past 25 years. I'm still the same person--I still have the same good heart. Kevin once told me that his father said to him, "When you lose the weight, you're going to be a real ass****!" I was horrified when Kevin told me that, but I think he was right.
I cried a little last night, but today, I'm fine. I wish Kevin all the best with his surgery, and I hope he discovers that no matter your body size, a good heart is still the most important thing you can possess.
Wishing you a wonderful Wednesday.