im confusing myself the last few days. weight wise things are awful, i had a small loss and regain and im back where i was 2 weeks ago even though ive been completely on plan.
but.... i decided yesterday to stop freaking out. i know im doing all the things im supposed to be and my body will fall in line eventually. im actually feeling (dare i say) patient? i thought about how i dont really need to rush. i have a great boyfriend, im fitting back into some of my old (fat) clothes instead of wearing pajama pants all day long.
im not happy with my shape at ALL right now, but i feel confident that if i keep doing the right thing itll eventually happen. i fit into a pair of pants the other day that havent fit me in ages. im feeling okay.
*disclaimer* im mostly posting this so i can look back at it when i inevitably start freaking out again, which will probably be soon.