I’m not exactly the most eloquent of writers, so I’m not going to try to be.
I was always overweight, I was shy as a kid, I was self conscience about it and I let it stop me from enjoying life. It held me back from trying things, doing things, being things.
After I had my son I changed my lifestyle and lost 86 lbs. I embraced EVERYTHING, I loved my life, I was happy and I was healthy.
Well, I became the statistic and gained it all back and now I am letting it dictate what I do again and that’s not ok.
I’m missing out on life and feeling happy in my own skin.
Things have to change. I miss making memories and being IN the pictures with a smile on my face.