From the moment we got engaged I began thinking, this is it, this is my time to finally lose lots of weight in order to look my absolute best on my wedding day. I imagined my thinner self gliding down the aisle, no rubbing thighs, no thoughts of how many inches circumference my arms were. It would be perfect because I would be perfect.
I feel like I should hide the good things of my life away. Keep them in my little apartment and in my heart so they can’t be seen. But “that can’t be healthy” I’ve had to tell myself as I process this conundrum.