Sometimes I think about what i may look like once i lose the weight. It can be a positive "i can look like that one day!" message or it can get into the negative side and i think to myself "i wont ever be as perfect as i want, or as skinny" which leads into the feeling of "so why even try". Like i have this fear looming, that the light I see at the end of the tunnel will go away once I reach it because I don't turn out to be who I want to be physically.
Sometimes it's easy to get out of this mind frame by either, reminding myself that it's not all about looks but health too, or even if I don't get to be 'perfect' at least I'll be a lot closer than I am now. *hmmph* I'm 22 years old, so I know part of it is getting comfortable with myself as many people my age go through. I just don't know how to let go of the perfectionism and allow myself to settle with whatever comes of my weight loss, and be happy. that's the tough one, being happy and content



). I'm now trying to accept myself and as I inch my way towards my goal, realize that all bodies are not created equal -- when I do lose the 100 lbs, I'm sure I'll have lumps and bumps I don't like -- but I'm going to compare to my own "before/after", not anyone else and work on being happy with my accomplishments. My thinking will never be perfect, my body will never be perfect, but I want to be happy with myself as a whole, not just my appearance but to be a better person inside and out. 

