You know what would be nice?
If I could wake up one day of my life and not be thinking about my ass and how large it is.
Or my stomach and how large it is.
Or my thighs and how large they are.
Or how many Points values something has in it.
Or how I'm going to make it through my work holiday party, which presumably should be a fun good time, because all I'm going to be thinking about is how fattening all the food is.
It would be nice to just be normal. To just wake up and think, "I need to pee" or whatever. To enjoy things like this without worrying about my double chin.
It would be really nice to not slog through the cold, dark rainy days because I feel like I *have* to, instead of because I want to. Trying desperately not to trip and fall on the slick leaves. Feeling like I can't breathe as I climb hills. Knowing the hills are not just a physical challenge, but an emotional challenge as well.
I know this is all normal. I know this is all part of losing weight and coming to terms with everything. I know this.
I just need reassurance that I will do all this and it will work. That someday when I'm happy with my weight that I won't wake up every day and have this consume my thoughts.
I just need to know it's possible.