Let me start off in the beginning, I was always the chubby girl growing up- i'm talking from the cute chubby baby to the awkward tubby pre-adolescent years. I have always been good at remaining unnoticed, the InvisibleGirl. Now days, thanks to society, I've learned that i'm not fat, not obese, I've got curves, and I should learn to love and embrace them. well. dearest society, Fuck THAT! I love my curves, and no, I don't want to be bone thin. I want to love my body, to be fit, and to release that inner me.
Now when I say inner me, I don't mean some religious inner soul that I have to devote to anyone to become truly happy in life. I'm referring to this feeling that i have when i'm comfortable, at home, relaxing, working out, reading, ect. I feel the skinny, fit, dare I say sexy, me underneath my fat(Curves). When those commercial spokespeople say I didn't recognize myself in the pictures, I almost understand. I've chosen a journey- I want to make the woman I feel on the inside shine, I want to shed this shell of a human I feel I've been trapped in, and I want to include whoever decides to read this on my journey.
I promise dark days, and happy ones. I promise change, and- unfortunately a bit sappy or whimsical- self discovery.
Tomorrow, I start the HCG drops and the 21day cleansing. I want to help those who understand the shell- who feel the way I have, the way I do, and who want change.
Tomorrow I start. Wish me luck!
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