Um, yes, I definitely have this problem.

I'm a size 6 NOW, and I still feel pretty chunky most of the time! One of my best friends is a size 8-10 and I think her body is totally bangin', and yet I'm fat. Logical? Not really. And the thing is, I really wonder what it'll take for me FINALLY to feel like I'm at a "good" size. I mean,
know that when I started, I would have flipped out and died just to get to wear a size 12, and I'm pretty sure I thought size 8 was certifiably skinny... But now, even with wearing size 6, I'm like "Ehhh, 6 is
okay, but maybe I'll actually REALLY be normal-sized if I'm a 4..." Which really freaks me out, because, suppose I actually DO drop down to a 4 (which doesn't seem super-likely, heh) and I'm
still not happy--do I really want to be 5'8" and pining away after a size 2?!?! Cuuuz that sounds more than a little nuts to me... But if it doesn't stop then, when will it stop? Is a size 4 really going to be the magical size at which I finally feel comfortable? Cuz that's what I was hoping size 6 would be!
I think my main problem is that even though my measurements or whatever may be pretty decent, I have basically no definition whatsoever... So sometimes all *I* see when I look at myself are the stretch marks and flabby, wobbly bits of loose skin hanging off of me (especially my arms, ugh), and of course my natural reaction is "Whoa, you're FAT!" I might have a smaller waist or hips measurement than another woman, but if she is really toned, her skin will be stretched much tighter--it may be over a larger "circumference" (lol), but she will still look much more fit than I do. In my mind, at least. Lately I've been working on trying to exercise more, so hopefully I will tone up at least a little - I *think* I'm already starting to see a difference in my thighs and tummy, but that could just be me deluding myself out of desperate hopes, LOL! - but at the same time I know my skin has only got so much elasticity yet, and I'm
never gonna look like a supermodel!

But then I'm like, well, I don't *have* to look like a supermodel, now do I?? It's like, since I spent my whole life not even remotely trying to fulfill the standards of an "acceptable" body, my mind is now trying to waaay over-compensate and make up for lost time by making me think that I have to be perfect or something. Not exactly realistic, I know.
Hmmm, I kind of went off on a BIG tangent there, LOL! But yeah, it really is kind of frustrating not to know what I look like. I really just don't know!

But when it comes down to it, it seems to me like the whole whacked-out body image thing just comes with the territory when you undergo significant weight loss, so I guess I'm willing to put up with it if that's what I have to do in order to maintain my loss, heh... I
do have hope that I'll eventually be able to make peace with my body, and I swear I do NOT just stand in the mirror and think "Eeek! I'm hideous!" or anything like that, heh, but I definitely still have a long way to go in that department.