I have been feeling weird about my body; feeling like the old me but knowing I’m not. The first picture here is what I got used to, because I lived my whole life that way, and that was me 60 pounds below my highest weight. I was miserable on the inside. I needed to look through some old photos to remind myself, once again, that I am a changed woman: Changed for the better, inside. I’m not the little girl that hated herself so deeply for being so lost. I’m the woman who is building strength and I am striving to better myself each day, for the rest of my life.
I hope this makes sense to someone out there.
I am right there with you, girlfriend. Really. But your progress is amazing.