Excerpt from the book:
       ©2009      "...AND THEN I'LL BE HAPPY!"
                          by Kristen Houghton

     INTRODUCTION:

On a vacation in the Caribbean, where I should have been happy, carefree, and most certainly not dieting, I
was miserable. Why? The number on the scale wasn’t the “right” number. That number on the scale, (how
dare resorts put a damn scale in the bathroomanyway?!) dictated whether I was going to be happy or not
on vacation.

As I once again pulled out a crumpled calorie counter at a five star restaurant before ordering dinner my
husband shook his head in amazement, smiled at me sympathetically,and asked,

   “Don’t you
ever allow yourself to enjoy anything and be happy?”

I was shocked for two reasons. One: that he had used the word “allow” in reference to how I treated
myself, and two, because, though I hated to admit it even to myself, my answer to his question was a
definite no, I never did. But then, how could I allow myself to enjoy anything? None of the conditions I
always set for happiness, weight included, were ever met!

According to my convoluted way of thinking, I didn’t deserve happiness. Rather than seeing myself as the
sum of many good parts, I saw only one thing: my failure to achieve the perfect  number. In every picture
taken of me as an adult I can not only tell you when it was, where it was, what I was doing, but the exact
weight I was! I allowed a number on a scale to affect all the events in my life.

But it wasn’t just the number on the scale; like Goldilocks in “The Three Bears” everything in my life had to
be  “just right” in order for me to be happy.

                                                           
It was confusing because deep inside I knew I looked good. I wasn't "overweight;" I just wasn't the
"perfect" number. I was a dancer, still danced for  exercise, and played a wicked game of tennis. I loved
my job, had a great husband, a fantastic circle of friends, had won awards for my work; yet all that did
not seem to matter. I made myself miserable! My husband was right; I
didn't allow myself to be happy,
I was a master at sabotaging my own happiness.


Back from vacation, I wrote an
article in my column about the incident and how it was true that I never,
ever allowed myself to be happy. I wrote about the “hows and whys” that made women saboteurs of their
own happiness.


I was surprised to find that I was not alone. The response to the article was overwhelming! I received
an enormous amount of mail from women in all walks of life, even one from Dr. Robyn DeVal Spirtas, a
popular talk show host!  There were hundreds of women who thought the exact same way I did: they felt
they
shouldbe happy but were  “waiting for the right time.” For them, as for me, happiness is conditional.
We all suffer from what I call The Goldilocks Syndrome.™

The idea for
"...AND THEN  I'LL BE HAPPY!"  was born.
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