
Progress pictures (see link in toolbar above) are a bad, bad thing to look at at 3:38am when you’ve regained 80 pounds.
I look at that girl who lost 160 pounds (that girl in the picture to the right) and I can barely even remember what she felt like.
Yeah, there just aren’t words for this feeling (anger, depression, sadness, anxiety, fear, shame don’t even come close) and a few tears might be involved.
But I’m allowing myself this moment and accepting that these feelings are absolutely useless to me right now.
I know what I need to keep doing and I’m doing it. I [ ... ]