u/Final_Solid_617

Did anyone have this issue? I had a longer recovery due to 6 weeks of non-weight bearing, which of course caused very limited mobility. During those 6 weeks I ate so much, but didn’t gain much weight! I’ve now started walking again (since 3 weeks) and suddenly I’m up like 5 KG! I feel like there is not much swelling so I’m really shocked. 5 kg is a substantial amount of my body weight because I was 50 KG.

What did you guys do to manage the weight during limited mobility? I think the weight will shed off once I’m active again but I don’t want more weight-gain than this!

ANYONE ELSE THAT IS JUST! BURNED! OUT!

I don’t know. I used to be such a lovergirl. I was always fantasizing and dating and wanted cuddles and kisses and intimacy and to spend my life with another woman. But lately — I just feel kinda… meh. Like I could care less. I don’t want anyone in my house I don’t want anyone in my space i don’t want to be touched I DON’t want it! The thought of building a life with someone just seems exhausting to me right now. I’d rather do it alone.

Lovergirl has DIED. People don’t know what they want anymore. Stay in a relationship with me for years, give me the bare minimum, fuck off again. I genuinely don’t know how I keep attracting these bums. How I am just rose-colored glasses mindfucked by them. I just love women so much.

But I don’t have it in me. Can’t even bring myself to reply on dating apps after swiping. Friend of mine asked me on a date, I was happy about the confession, but when I think about an actual date, I just feel dread. I don’t care for love in movies and books. I don’t care for my friends love-lives and dating adventures. I’m just completely uninterested and closed off from that part of me — if it’s even still in there?! Anyone else?

I constantly toy between two thoughts: the relationship was unhealthy and I was justified in breaking it off with them, and I was too dramatic and maybe their view of the relationship was just entirely different?

But then again: I was feeling SO disregulated, constantly. Slowly but surely their mood became my entire responsibility. I would get criticized, lowkey bullied, pushed away. I was walking on eggshells. My energy was drained to the bone. I got a major health scare and during that time they decided to blank-face tell me that they had no feelings for me anymore and that our relationship was too much for them. But she didn’t leave. She just looked at me, waited for a soothing reply or a fawn-response, for me to bridge the distance again.

At the same time — this constant treatment left me stingy, looking for my own independence, and eventually pushing her away. I didn’t want to hang out anymore, I didn’t want to live together anymore, I hated going on holidays together. I keep thinking: maybe I was the bad partner.

But then again: I wasn’t the one constantly “losing feelings” every other month, then not leaving, I wasn’t the one criticizing her every move, I wasn’t taking ugly pictures of her, making fun of her, outing her secrets to her friends and making weird remarks about cheating. Threatening with cheating. Did she feel even half as bad as me?

That’s the part that breaks my brain. The relationship was so easy for her, though she might’ve felt a little neglected at the end. She probably looks back on the end of the relationship as simply an incompatibility issue. But for me — it was lowkey traumatizing, no, maybe abusive. I spent 2 years just getting broken down and why? For what? And: did she even notice?

Sometimes I still wonder if some things were meant as manipulation or if she was simply too dense to know she was being mean. It’s so hard because at first you believe in this person. You think: everyone is wrong about them, I see the real them. They slowly prove you wrong. But you still have this cult-like belief; that they cán be good, attentive, loyal and kind. Two thoughts become true at once: they’re good and bad. You stay for the good. The bad always becomes too big.

Lately I’ve been trying to make peace with the fact that it doesn’t matter if they objectively and intentionally were toxic — I still had the right to break it off because I was simply not feeling good about myself in the relationship anymore. But it’s hard. I didn’t talk to anyone about her treatment towards me so it’s hard to find validation. This sub helped but I still wonder: did she even notice?

I’m 9 weeks post OP and my scar was mostly numb for the last few weeks, but now it can get stingy or sensitive at times. It’s like a prickly sort of feeling. A tiny needle stab. Not enough pain to really concern me but I’m also not sure if it is normal.

Anyone else that had this? It appears nicely healed and doesn’t show any redness, but I’m worried something is wrong with it (or maybe i should like vaseline it more? massage it?) I haven’t tried any of those things. I haven’t put anything on it since I’ve been operated. Just warm water.

How long did you guys feel your glutes after THR? I’m 8 weeks out right now and they still ache like I’ve done a 100 squads after some mild walking😫 I was put on 6 weeks non-weight bearing though, so I’ve only been ‘really’ walking for two weeks.