For as long as I can remember, I have avoided being in photographs. I always felt self-conscious and of course, thought I looked fat.
I remember a friend of mine who was an amateur photographer saying he has so many pictures of the back of my head because as soon as I saw him, I'd spin around so he couldn't get a good picture.
How I wish I had those photos now!
I'm almost 50 and still a work in progress but am trying to get my shit together. I'm working on my self-confidence and body image, but it's hard to change mindset after a lifetime of insecurities.
I took this picture this morning. I've lost 26lbs and feel amazing. Soon as I saw it, my first thought was...I look fat, I don't want anyone to see this.
Why do I do this! I'm damn proud of my success and was happy to have a new top in a smaller size, but all that happiness and pride I felt went right out the window as the d me took over again.
I really was not going to let anyone see it. However, tonight as I was brushing my teeth, I remembered how happy and proud I felt before the picture and I just thought, screw it, damn it I am not going to be that person anymore.
Working on yourself is super hard, but you're worth it... I'm worth it!
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