HOLY REVELATION!
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So I think I have hit a revolutionary turning point in my life...if not my life...perhaps my mindset...whatever.
I'm not perfect by any means, and that's ok. Yea, I'm a bit chubby. Fat, overweight, tubby, "a bit thick," however you want to refer to me as...But that's ok. Yes, I want to be a tiny little size 6 or 8...but I have NEVER been that in my LIFE! And as much as I hate to admit "defeat" I really don't consider it defeat. I consider it me accepting who I am.
It's not everyday that someone tells you you are gorgeous or hot or beautiful. But when they do...man, you just can't help but feel a woosh of happiness and pride. And it's nice to know and fully realize that the person they say that about is the person who they also felt the same way about when she was much larger.
Yes, I may not be anywhere NEAR where I want to be size-wise, but it's nice to know that no matter what, I am still loved. And I know if I stopped drinking, gave up carbs, ate a strict, regimented meal plan, I could totally be there. But why? Why give up living a fun life? I like to live and believe in the quote "Keeping one's eye on the goal does not prelude enjoying the surroundings."
One day I will be married. One day I will have children. But since neither of those will happen anytime soon--I might as well enjoy the life I have, right? Live it like no other.
I hope this feeling and woosh of personal-adrenaline lasts longer than one night...because if it does, I know I will be well on my way back to getting back the girl I once was and the girl I long to be.
So I think I have hit a revolutionary turning point in my life...if not my life...perhaps my mindset...whatever.
I'm not perfect by any means, and that's ok. Yea, I'm a bit chubby. Fat, overweight, tubby, "a bit thick," however you want to refer to me as...But that's ok. Yes, I want to be a tiny little size 6 or 8...but I have NEVER been that in my LIFE! And as much as I hate to admit "defeat" I really don't consider it defeat. I consider it me accepting who I am.
It's not everyday that someone tells you you are gorgeous or hot or beautiful. But when they do...man, you just can't help but feel a woosh of happiness and pride. And it's nice to know and fully realize that the person they say that about is the person who they also felt the same way about when she was much larger.
Yes, I may not be anywhere NEAR where I want to be size-wise, but it's nice to know that no matter what, I am still loved. And I know if I stopped drinking, gave up carbs, ate a strict, regimented meal plan, I could totally be there. But why? Why give up living a fun life? I like to live and believe in the quote "Keeping one's eye on the goal does not prelude enjoying the surroundings."
One day I will be married. One day I will have children. But since neither of those will happen anytime soon--I might as well enjoy the life I have, right? Live it like no other.
I hope this feeling and woosh of personal-adrenaline lasts longer than one night...because if it does, I know I will be well on my way back to getting back the girl I once was and the girl I long to be.
posted by Ill-Fated Butterfly at 9:30 PM
1 Comments:
You are beautiful. And always have been. And if he doesnt tell you that everyday than shame on him.
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