A year ago to day i laid to rest the old me
I dont miss her...not one bit... the girl who HAD to be funny because it could over shadow the fat and pain she carried around....the girl who would at night go and eat whatever carbs she could fit in her cubby lil face just to feel better. that same girl could not tie her shoes with out holding her breath, or sit on the floor with out having to roll around to get up, sit comfortably in a booth at her many favorite resturants.
She hid her self consionsness with a crazy loud personality which masked the pain of who she was. She wore clothes that a fat girl really should not of. she thought being fat was who she was...who should would always be.
i dont miss her....im happy she is gone...
a year ago today she died and a beutiful self emerged...this new girl is still unsure with her new self..still "trying out her new body" she still fights the urge to turn to food for comfort and she still misses some of her favorite things like oreos and bread...but she is growing learning and loving who she has become.
i dont miss her.....
104 pounds gone
8 sizes down
the new me....i like her im glad she is here
J
(crying....but happy tears)