Sometimes I catch myself talking about the "Old me" as if she was this terrible beast incapable of anything because she was heavy, over weight whatever you want to call it. While the "new me" is some kind of heroic person that save this monster and she shines so bright.
While reality is,
First of all, I wasn't even that big to begin with and there are plenty of people who have real obesity issues. I was lucky enough to stop the issue before it became a real problem.
Second of all, the only thing that has changed from the old me and the new me it's my pants size and the scale going down. I didn't get smarter (although if I must admit I am America's smartest princess jejeje I kid), I didn't get prettier! If you thought I was ugly before I am still ugly just thinner than before if you thought I was beautiful than I am still beautiful again just smaller.
So why must I down play the old me. I think it stems from an insecurity of let me poke fun, joke, say the obvious about myself SO YOU DON'T have to say. Let me say aloud what you may be thinking when you see my before and afters.
Let me hurt myself so that you don't hurt me.
....But than when I go home and sit and relax and replay the day's convos, I think like why did I do that to myself. I was big so what!?!?! why must I act like that was a sin, a reason for anyone to think different of my capabilities..... (lost of words...) I am changing that! I am not going to downplay the old me! I am going to embrace her because from her came such courage to change!
I am feeling so good guys! I really am. Tackling one problem at a time (I encourage you to do the same)
Sprinkling Love
--Ex Fat Girl
And because it's been a while; Old me vs New Me
