Ok. This was me at my largest in 2007. Don't know how the photo survived the scissors but my family is resourceful.I guess I must have been complaining again about running into 'so and so' and they walked right by me.
My husband threw a couple of pictures at me the other day. "There." he said. "That's why people are ignoring you. They don't recognize you!"
One of the pictures was a 'before photo.' I guess one which was unable to escape from my destruction of every picture of me ever taken between 1989 and 2007. And of course one since my transformation. Ok. I get the point. I find that often I have to reintroduce myself.
I guess my point to you, is that no matter how painful it is, take the before picture and post it somewhere private. Each time you think you would like to give up, look at it and remember that it is not really you. You are hiding under the distorted facade of obesity waiting to come out. Keep going. It gets easier and with the right attitude - extremely enjoyable.
My husband threw a couple of pictures at me the other day. "There." he said. "That's why people are ignoring you. They don't recognize you!"
One of the pictures was a 'before photo.' I guess one which was unable to escape from my destruction of every picture of me ever taken between 1989 and 2007. And of course one since my transformation. Ok. I get the point. I find that often I have to reintroduce myself.
I guess my point to you, is that no matter how painful it is, take the before picture and post it somewhere private. Each time you think you would like to give up, look at it and remember that it is not really you. You are hiding under the distorted facade of obesity waiting to come out. Keep going. It gets easier and with the right attitude - extremely enjoyable.
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