I have lost 60+ lbs and I still need to lose another 60-70 before I will be at a happy weight. However, I guess I have been fooling myself for the past few years about what was going to happen when I hit the weight I wanted.
I know that I am going to have excess skin (that will need to be surgically removed). I have been over weight for too long (since puberty) for my skin to really snap back effectively. However, as I was changing last night and I glanced in the mirror in my room and froze in horror.
I never realized how riddled with stretch marks I am. I knew I had them, how could I not know when, even in HS in the locker room girls would ask me what they were or what happened. But I thought they were mainly on my chest, shoulders and stomach. Yesterday, I got a good look at my sides and back.
My skin is, essentially, nothing but a patch work of stretch marks and I am heartbroken about it. It is silly and I knew that once I lost weight, I wasn't going to magically have amazing flawless skin but I never imagined it would be so bad. I guess I have been deceiving myself for a long time about how bad they really were and what losing weight will do to my skin.
In the end, I cried myself to sleep because it kinda dashed my dreams of being society pretty. Yea yea, stupid I couldn't help how I felt.
It is just another hurdle and obstacle to climb over and around. It will make me better in the end to accept it but I am wondering if other people have encountered this disappointment. How they accepted it or adjusted to it?
Thanks!



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