I bought a scale today. I've never owned one before, and to be honest, it totally scares me.
I've always been a big girl, and to me, scales were always a type of judgement. I didn't want to be judged by friends, and I didn't wanted to be judged by myself, so I've successfully avoided them. And despite my dress size, I've managed to believe that I am both pretty and meaningful.
I've been going at this healthy living for about a month now, and I'm having a hard time reminding myself that the number I now know is just a tool on my path to being healthy. That that number, no matter how high it is, doesn't make me ugly or worthless or any less of a person than I was before I knew it.
I weigh 289.1 pounds. Next week, it will be less.



