I have always been the big girl all of my life. I'm 5'11. I was a size 10 in 6th grade at 5'7. I have always been big, it was who I was. I now feel with every pound and inch I lose, I'm shedding the lie of the person I was. I was defined as being big and not who I was. I always felt like people were thinking or talking about me when I walked in a room. I had those constant thoughts of: Will this chair hold me? Can I really fit in that last seat on that bench? How can I sit in between two people in the middle seat? Am I showing too many fat rolls? How can I eat in front of people, will they laugh?
It's crazy thoughts that I would have. I always felt like a person trapped in the constraints of fat. I would settle for bad boyfriends that would "accept me" but treat me like crap. I never thought I would be worthy of anything good. Sure, to the world I looked like a confident woman who had it all together. But the truth was, I was hurting and screaming for something to change.
As I lose the weight, sometimes I feel like I'm shedding my armour of protection. I can no longer hide behind my fat. Don't get me wrong, I have a lot to lose still, but it's amazing what 39 inches and 30 pounds does to you.
Sorry I'm thinking out loud, but I was wondering if others ever have had these feeling. I don't think my personality is changing but I feel that the true person I am is finally coming out to play.
I know that I will change more as I go on this journey, but it's amazing to see it happening inside as well as outside. Am I the only one, or have others found this to be true too?


