This past week, I met my first major goal in my weight loss journey. But before I tell you about that, I thought I'd begin at the beginning.
When I look back at photos of myself as a child, I can hardly believe it is really me. I was SKINNY. Toothpick-skinny. But I still often got called fat.
Expo '86 - age 10
I hit puberty at a young age and developed hips. I was no longer a toothpick but I was a far cry from fat. Yet, I still got called fat.
In Junior High School, I began to wear baggy clothes to hide my "fat".
Then, you become it.
I moved in with my chip-addicted boyfriend (who later became my husband) and the pounds kept coming. I was a fat bride. Pregnancy and subsequent grief did nothing but pack on even more pounds.
I will post updates occasionally, in hopes that by being public with my journey, it will inspire me to continue.