One thing that has happened numerous times in the past few months is that more and more people are noticing my weight loss and remarking on it. This is especially true of friends and acquaintances who haven’t seen me in a few months or more.
While I am gratified that people are noticing, I also tend to find myself a bit nonplussed. Rather than just simply saying “thank you” when someone compliments me on how good I look, I find myself dragging it out: “Oh, ah, yes, thank you, but really I’m only about halfway there, so I still have a long way to go and of course I should never have let myself get so big in the first place….”
One of my girlfriends, who is wonderfully blunt and honest, complimented me a few weeks and then as I was stuttering about, said “Just take the damn compliment.” She was right, of course.
That’s a hard thing to do, accept a compliment.
I’ve been thinking about this in recent weeks and wondering why it’s so hard to just say thank you and move on. I know that I look better. Hell, most days, I look in the mirror when I’m getting dressed and I smile at what I see. (That’s not to say that I don’t also look in the mirror and critique what I see.) (Baby steps, people.) But I still find it hard to simply accept a compliment and move on. It’s like I feel like I’m an imposter or that I don’t deserve kind words. It’s a strange challenge, I tell you.
So I’m practicing. When Pete or one of the girls has complimented me recently, I try to just say thank you and then just stop there. If I don’t, Pete will remind me to just take the compliment, which helps.
And yesterday while I was out running — and looking especially sweaty, salty, and bedraggled — I ran into someone I hadn’t seen in several months. The first words out of her mouth were, “You look great!” And without any hemming and hawing, I just said thank you and moved the conversation on from there.
What about the rest of you? Are you able to just say thank you or do you have a hard time with it?