Monday, December 10, 2012

I've discovered the perfect diet!!!

A death in the family. I've gone from 200 to 168 pounds without even trying in the 4 months since Pops died. Thirty two pounds, man.
Yeah, I know. I wish I could get through this shit.

13 comments:

hiswiserangel said...

I'm going to give you the chick line, everybody grieves differently and at different paces. One thing you need to do is get your happy ass back into the mountains for some wirecutter happy alone time. When was the last time you went?

Dean Carder said...

Sorry it took that event to lose weight. Sorrow, grief and anger have a way of doing that. My wife took a three week boogie on me earlier this year and I went on a liquid diet and lost my appetite. Not drinking much now but not eating much either. Down 30 + pounds now. Time will help with your grief. The memories though, will remain.

orbitup said...

I know man, I miss my dad too. We used to talk almost every day. He was my anchor that kept me grounded.

Anonymous said...

I dont know what you should weigh. maybe its good maybe its not you losing weight. you know its ok to go talk to your Doctor if you have one. Im not talking about a shrink altho' that aint the end of the world either. Theres a great MD in Tracy if you need I can pass along his name. in the mean time keep plugin along. the mind is like any other part of the body, it has to hurt before it can heal. i'll have a good thought for you man.

Brian In Florida said...

Agree with hiswiresangel. Go commune with nature. Mountain time, Wirecutter time. Hell if I not 3 thousand miles away I would throw rocks at you till you went mountain.
Be Safe Brother

Skip said...

My wife fell last March and hasn't been up since.
I've lost thirty five pounds since and haven't been to the mountains or desert.
I need to hire someone just to give me a weekend.
I am prepping around her condition and have plans A and B.
B would suck.

Nick said...

I know how that goes, after my dad passed away I did the same thing. It takes a while, and you never forget (which is a good thing) but you do manage to work away & stabilise again. Takes a while like ...

I was speaking to someone about my dad just the other week, & did so without coming unglued at all; that's six years or so now, so aye, it's taken a while.

Cheesy said...

Just go to the place where he and you did what you both enjoyed. He'll be there.

timbo said...

Yup, Understand. Seven years now since losing both, and I too can think and talk about them while remaining ok.

Point is, it's a long shitty fucking haul, and I feel for ya.
For me, talking to someone was more of an annoyance. It did nothing - maybe it would work for you though.

The Dude said...

Its Sucks, but trust me it gets better. Hang in there and when I get down I can hear my Dad telling me "Tighten up and get a grip on your Scene" You will get Better, I also went through a phase where my answer to everything was Fuck You! You already have that phase so your closer :)

wirecutter said...

I'll be fine, thanks. I was just suggesting that if you want to drop a few pounds, go kill somebody.

Deb said...

If you run out of people on your "diet list", let me know. I'd be happy to provide you with a few more.

hiswiserangel said...

I'd happily get rid of an ugly 220 pounds in the most painful way possible...