This feels like it’s a little bit of a bummer, like, oh man, eleven pounds, why can’t she just be happy and proud of herself? I’m not as depressed as it might sound, though.
It’s actually encouraging to me, to realize that there is no difference in how big or fat or gross I have felt, no matter if I weigh 210 pounds or 120. It means that they are two separate issues, and that I don’t have to lose weight in order to start feeling better about myself. I mean losing eleven pounds is nice too, don’t get me wrong. But this means that I don’t have to wait until I’ve lost 50 more pounds to start feeling nicer about myself. Does that make any sense?
That’s awesome, Sarah. I totally agree. You can feel great about yourself NOW, and you should. You’re an amazing person and I’ve always looked up to you. It’s not often you get the chance to really get to know someone who is so nice and genuine AND beautiful AND talented AND smart AND… :D I’m so proud of you!
I’ve discovered that there is no limit to how good I can be at beating myself up. Good for you taking a step back and assessing the progress – I’m so proud of you!