Finding the Real Me

May 16, 2012

    I never really thought about how much weight I really gained in the last seven years. I can't even stand to look in the mirror at myself, with my glasses on, so I can see the flaws clearly. I never say thank you, or feel happy when my husband tells me he thinks I'm beautiful.  I don't know who I am any more.

  This is where I am at in my life at 34--just lost as can be. I hadn't been outside of the house and socialized in over four years, since I started working from home. I had gained 120lbs in seven years!  

  When I go out, I feel like people are staring at me, judging me by the items I place at the check out counter. It never use to be like that. I remember when men would roll down their windows at the red light, and try to holler at me, but now I don't even get a smile of recognition. Shopping use to be fun. Getting up out of bed, or off the floor use to be easy--now my husband calls me his "old lady". 

   All this use too's are depressing me. I am on a quest to find who I am on the inside, beneath the skin. If I don't, then there will be no true success when ever I meet my weight loss goal. I will be nothing more than a slim shell of a person, who still is lost.

  I need people like you in my life--who honestly faces challenges in life, and is willing to fight to change it. Through adversity, we can strengthen our character.

 Follow me on my journey, and if you invite me, I will follow you too.

 

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