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TIFU by trying to encourage my wife

[Obligatory this was 2020 but still haunts me]

During the entire COVID crisis me and my wife decided to do something about our weight, found a plan that'd work for us, we were both working from home, cake shops and restaurants were all closed so we decided it was now or never. Now if anyone has tried to lose weight alongside their partner they might find that people who are following the same plan and same diet will lose weight in different ways and at a different pace. Even worse when your partner has some body image issues too.

My wife began to struggle part way through because she wasn't seeing any movement on the scales, I suggested she take some progress pictures because scales can stick while your body still changes, couple of days later shes looking at old pictures, looking at a new picture and flicking back and forth before announcing "Nope, can't see any difference, this is pointless" so I say send me the pictures you're using and I'll see if I can pinpoint where you've changed (because often she can't see the changes until its pointed out by external source). This is where the fuckup happened, I had one of those moments when your fore-brain lets slip a thought, that moves to your mouth, and exits, all while your hind-brain is going "Mate, what the fuck was even that?"

Looking at both pictures, taken about 4months apart I could tell the difference almost immediately, and before I had chance to stop the words leaving my slack mouth I blurted "Ah come on, you've lost an entire chin!"... The look on her face... It wont leave me, I see it before I go to sleep still, this wide eyed, jaw agape look of "Did you really just fucking say that?" the right thinking part of my brain was doing the "Aright I'm done" action while I tried to claw back what I'd said

Thankfully I lived to tell the tale, after explaining what I meant, showing her what I could see and smoothing that one over, but it was a massive lesson to pause and think before I speak. This is now and will always be referred to amongst us and our friends as 'The Chincident'

TL;DR: Wife was losing weight, wasn't sure she was progressing, I looked at progress pictures and told her she had lost an entire chin

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