Some look at me and think I have it all when it comes to my weightloss journey.
Some look at me and see this gorgeous woman who seems so mighty like a lion yet gentle as a blue bird.
Dont think I am saying I am not. Because I am.
But I have my moments and this week was one.
Looking at myself in the mirror was hard and every outfit felt as if my fat was spilling out of it. I walked passed a coworker I work with and the look he had on his face was unlike something I had never seen before. In my head, it was a look of disgust, others saw a look of lust. When I relaid the message to my wolfpack, they were mind boggled.
So was I.
My self-perception has been SO off this week.
Im having a week of weakness. As my body changes I am adjusting to it MENTALLY. I call this the "Fat girl complex" I have spoke about this...
I am beautiful...
Im just having a bad "mental" week.