This may sound crazy, but I think I finally got to the size I'd always felt like I was. My body caught up to how big I felt years ago at 130, 200, 250, and 300 lbs. In November when I hit 387, reality finally matched what was in my head.
I'm not sure why 40 has hit me so hard, but it has. I've stressed, panicked, and otherwise been a trainwreck for the past couple of months. Happy midlife crisis. I've bought new clothing. I've started getting pedicures again. I've bought new makeup and I've started using it.
I stepped on the scales yesterday and noticed that I'm down a few pounds without putting any real effort into it. I'm not sure if it's stress or the probiotics I started taking, but regardless, I'll take it. I thought I looked and "felt" thinner, but I didn't think I could be since I wasn't actively dieting.
I think my real birthday gift was that for the first time in my life, my brain and the mirror are in synch. Ages ago, I lost almost 100 lbs, and I couldn't see the difference. Now, I've lost 20-something and I felt like I had before I stepped on the scales...and that's pretty cool.