First I got engaged, figured I'd need to wear a wedding gown, but I didn't think I was that bad.
Later, I saw a picture of me, and thought it was a bad angle, and then noticed all the other ones were the same. But that still didn't phase me.
What did it though, was my older sister.
She just blatantly told me " no one wants to tell you, but you've gotten really fat. hate me all you want, but you need to stop before you go too far."
I hated her for weeks... WEEKS!!!!! Even more so because she wasn't "skinny" herself.
But it turns out, my entire family had spoken about it and were concerned for me, and she was the one that had the balls to say something.
She told me last week, how proud she was of me, and that she would re-do that ENTIRE conversation alll over again. And would risk me hating her again, just because she knew it would allow me to kick my own a$$
I love her everyday for that.
Now she wants me to help her!