A Bad Position For Branden

I want to share this both so you can know what a great guy Branden is and so I can remember this moment in the future.

A week or so ago we were in the car with the windows down when I caught a glimpse of myself in the side mirror. My hair was sticking out all over and I was smiling my double chin smile. I immediately began thinking bad things about myself. And then I began SAYING bad things about myself. Something along the lines of, "Holy Cow! I look terrible! I bet people see us on the street and wonder why you're with ME. I'm messy and chubby." That sort of thing.

After listening to me for a little while Branden said to me, "You're putting me in a bad position."

"What?"

"You're putting me in a bad position."

"How so?"

"You're saying bad things about the woman I'm going to marry. I would normally punch somebody who was saying bad things about the woman I'm going to marry but you ARE the woman I'm going to marry and I won't punch you. So you've put me in a bad position."

Never before had I thought of it that way. I'm accustomed to making little jokes or depreciatory comments about my weight and appearance but every time I do I'm saying something bad about the woman that Branden loves. He's right, I am putting him in a bad position. Not only am I insulting her, I'm making the woman he loves feel less of herself every time I do it. It's time to stop. I can't promise perfection, but for his sake and her's I'm going to try.

He loves me and wants me to be happy. It's the very least I can do.