When this picture was taken
I actually didn’t see that there was an issue. I rarely looked in the mirror though and certainly hated to be anywhere were I could see myself. Looking at this now, I am sorry that I didn’t see it sooner. My family and friends didn’t bother to tell me how awful I must have looked. This picture was taken in July of 2014 and that is my daughter I am carrying. I had just started my journey had probably been going to the gym for a few weeks at that point.
was taken this past week. now I look in the mirror and I still see the girl in the fist picture. I can’t seem to shake the other image. I try on clothes now and although I am in single digit sizes I still feel like a size 18/20. I can’t seem to figure out how to transition my brain to think other ways. I want to be able to look at myself and realize the progress I have made. Change is hard for me and extremely difficult to to wrap my brain around.