Mirror.... Mirror.... on the wall
Question....When you look in the mirror what do you see?
For me when I look into the mirror on a bad day I see the 300+ lbs I was before surgery. I see all the bad things that was left on my body after the 100+ lbs lost. I see the breast that hang not a full as the use to be. I see the thighs that may not be as tight as they use to be showing a little bit of wrinkle skin left over from the weight lost. I see a stomach that has gone from one round mound to a two fer (stomach on the top and bottom). I see the result of a marriage that depended on me being fat, obese and unwanted and submissive. I see eyes of a very sad female who only wants to be able to see half of the good things that people say they see in her. I see a woman who wants to be loved in a way that would make Michelle Obama jealous.
Now on a very rare good day I see how far I have come from that 300+ lbs size 24-26 (28 on a bloated day) to a comfortable 214 lbs size 10-12 or 12-14 depending where I am shopping that day. I see eyes that are confident and says "Step back I will not be taking your **** anymore". I see the hard work from 2 1/2 yrs 5 days a week at the gym. I see love for self so that I know when that right one comes around I will be ready. And I see that I am in the likeness of the ALMIGHTY and if I think there is something wrong with me that's saying there is something wrong with him.
Starting today I will look in my mirror and say to myself (I may not be perfect but I like what I have become.
For me when I look into the mirror on a bad day I see the 300+ lbs I was before surgery. I see all the bad things that was left on my body after the 100+ lbs lost. I see the breast that hang not a full as the use to be. I see the thighs that may not be as tight as they use to be showing a little bit of wrinkle skin left over from the weight lost. I see a stomach that has gone from one round mound to a two fer (stomach on the top and bottom). I see the result of a marriage that depended on me being fat, obese and unwanted and submissive. I see eyes of a very sad female who only wants to be able to see half of the good things that people say they see in her. I see a woman who wants to be loved in a way that would make Michelle Obama jealous.
Now on a very rare good day I see how far I have come from that 300+ lbs size 24-26 (28 on a bloated day) to a comfortable 214 lbs size 10-12 or 12-14 depending where I am shopping that day. I see eyes that are confident and says "Step back I will not be taking your **** anymore". I see the hard work from 2 1/2 yrs 5 days a week at the gym. I see love for self so that I know when that right one comes around I will be ready. And I see that I am in the likeness of the ALMIGHTY and if I think there is something wrong with me that's saying there is something wrong with him.
Starting today I will look in my mirror and say to myself (I may not be perfect but I like what I have become.
LEE
on 4/22/10 12:37 pm, edited 4/22/10 1:22 pm
on 4/22/10 12:37 pm, edited 4/22/10 1:22 pm
Mirror, Mirror on the wall whose the fattest of them all ?? Most days I would say Me ! But lately I been thinking differently that is until I stepped on the dam scale this morning.
Next time I should say:
Mirror, mirror, kiss my ass,
that's why I threw the scale at you
and broke out all your glass.
****** !
Next time I should say:
Mirror, mirror, kiss my ass,
that's why I threw the scale at you
and broke out all your glass.
****** !
Salty Pickle a.k.a. Lee
I'm still +250 so your present state is something I can only imagine. Thanks for sharing.
It helps me advance/overcome in other areas of my life when I surround myself with positive people who want to see me do well and want to do well themselves.
Stay encouraged and keep pressing forward.
I don't have full length mirrors in my house, so when I go to the mall or out on the street and pass a mirror or a glass, I back up for a second look becuase it's interesting to see how my body is shrinking. But it doesn't help to get that confidence back I once had - not loving myself and letting my damn kids father use me because what I think I can't get noone else. It sucks.
Where oh where has my damn mind gone.
Where oh where has my damn mind gone.
Nicole Schen-Whit 
How could you have such a good life like me if there wasn't a God directing?
How could you have such a good life like me if there wasn't a God directing?
Trust me I do understand the part about letting a man be able to have you think that no one else wants you because your fat and then once the weight comes off and you have things that are not where they should be you get the "Who's going to want to be with you, once you take off your clothes their just going to run". I have found that a real man will love you for you and not run at the sight of sagging skin.
Mirror mirror on the wall.............I see........
A happier and more grateful me than what I was a year ago.
I'm loving what I see. Though it is so so far from what I would like it to be.
At almost 52 years of age, I have no longer have illusions of tight flawless thighs, and arms that don't jiggle when I raise them to wave. That I had in my 20's and 30's pre childbirth and failed marriage. But what I do have now is my life back in my own hands with an opportunity to try and make it a healthier one. So no, the mirror doesn't lie. All that dimpling on my arse is real! The girlz sag, wag and substitute for fruit roll ups...:-), but given the choice of which me do I choose to view in that mirror everyday......the morbidly obese miserable me, or the healthier me with ever dimpling thighs and a little lapping apron belly........I'll choose the latter and be satisfied!
Just my pennies worth!
Janice
A happier and more grateful me than what I was a year ago.
I'm loving what I see. Though it is so so far from what I would like it to be.
At almost 52 years of age, I have no longer have illusions of tight flawless thighs, and arms that don't jiggle when I raise them to wave. That I had in my 20's and 30's pre childbirth and failed marriage. But what I do have now is my life back in my own hands with an opportunity to try and make it a healthier one. So no, the mirror doesn't lie. All that dimpling on my arse is real! The girlz sag, wag and substitute for fruit roll ups...:-), but given the choice of which me do I choose to view in that mirror everyday......the morbidly obese miserable me, or the healthier me with ever dimpling thighs and a little lapping apron belly........I'll choose the latter and be satisfied!
Just my pennies worth!
Janice
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