I can always count on all the million pictures I always take and keep to surprise me when I look back. A picture from 2 years ago popped up yesterday and it was such a stark contrast to where I am now. I struggle to see how far I’ve come sometimes until I take a minute to look back and reflect. This was before I even considered starting this last attempt to try to lose the weight. The most important thing with this entire process is just to start and not stop. You have to keep going. I don’t even recognize that person anymore, yet I still see that person when I look in the mirror. It’s such a weird mind space to be in and I don’t think that I will ever not see her. I still have a way to go, and I’ll get there. I just have to remember to stop every once in a while. I’m always glad when I do.
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