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Okay. So most of us gals probably had that period in high school and maybe a little after where she thought “ugh I’m so fat!” and truly believed it.
And then that girl grows up, maybe put on a few pounds in college or while in a happy relationship, maybe had a kid or two, and one morning, wakes up and she looks in the mirror and realizes that she’s not as fit and in shape as she used to be.
And then maybe that girl looks through some of her old photos from high school and maybe a little after and thinks “ugh why didn’t anyone tell me I was THAT thin!”
Yeah. This is my story. I was flipping through iPhoto to organize my photos and creep myself, and holy shit.
The pictures in question are dated summer of 2006 (the year I graduated high school). I was on the thinner side in high school, but that summer met me with lots of drugs and college parties and my weight obviously took a hit. Well, it wasn’t obvious then, but god is it ever obvious now. And then I went to the behavioral health hospital for a couple weeks in spring of 2007 and got better. Well, I was treating myself a little better at least. I even put on about 10 lbs and kept it on.
And then I met Joe at the end of the year. And that was a roller coaster ride and half. And for roughly three years I wasn’t treating myself so great. And the breakup took its toll on me. The next set of pictures are dated late winter to late spring 2010. And these are even scarier than the earlier ones.
I don’t even know what my weight in pounds at this time was. But it couldn’t have been much over 100. My jaw actually dropped when a particular photo appeared as I scrolled. It just made me sad. Sad and disgusted.
I’ve been working on losing weight recently, and I remember when I first started my journey, that I said I wanted to be back to my pre-pregnancy weight. But now that I’ve looked at photos of myself from that time, I definitely do NOT want that. I just need to focus on getting stronger and leaner.
And focus on loving myself in whatever stage I may be in at the time.