I was getting ready this morning, and I had one of those "wow" moments. I realized that I don't know the girl staring back at me in the mirror. I started to cry some. I am wearing a fitted size medium shirt, and you can clearly see the definition of my rib cage, my waist. I have a nice hour glass figure. Really looking close, and being honest with myself....I don't see huge thighs, double-triple chins, rolls hanging everywhere....and I don't even know what to begin to think of it.
I spent most of my life avoiding the mirror. I looked like a blob, and looking in the mirror just confirmed this. Only in the past year have I really started to look at myself, and I began the process of starting to appear normal. Some days, like today, I look at myself and I am completely shocked. I like not sticking out anymore in terms of physical appearance.
The mental part of this journey has been fierce, and I know there are many battles ahead. I am going to keep plugging away day by day.