I have lost 175 pounds, and I hid from the camera on a constant basis. My mom told me that some day I would want to see pictures of me as a young adult, but with the shape I was in, I didn’t want to see me. Pictures were a smack in the face reality. I would tell myself when I did see photos that it must be the angle, or it must be the lighting, must be the outfit on that day. We can always distort the way our body looks in a mirror, but pictures… they show truth.
This picture was taken of me at a family reunion in Michigan. I really wish we would have another one so my family could see how much I have changed. They haven’t seen me since my obese weight of 294.
Yes, I had a big rack. Most people point that out in this photo. I just want to untie myself from my fat when looking at these. I look so packed in, so suffocated. That’s what these remind me of. Being suffocated within myself.
This is me from behind! So help me god, I never knew this is what it was like to walk behind me:
I was one full figured girl to say the least.
What I also want to point out is that people tell me that I can do some sit-ups and completely restore my body after losing 175 pounds. Imagin just popping me in the first image with a needle. Deflate. Sorry but the crude reality of it all is that I won’t be.
I’m saving for my tummy tuck as we speak. So excited! I hope to have 2 more consultations completed by end of May, and then on my road to a flat tummy end of year.
Wish me luck! And remember, this can be done. Look at what I was! And now I’m just a little goof fire cracker with energy to spare.
