It’s crazy looking back at all of the posts from when I first started this tumblr back in 2011. Even my last post I was in such a bad place without ever realizing it. I am 99.8% sure that I not only had an eating disorder (and still struggling with not eating enough some days) and body dysmorphia. I used to feel like I needed to weigh myself daily, workout daily, and measure my food daily. I have learned that I DON’T have to do any of it.
I used to define myself worth by how much weight I was losing. Even my last post I wrote that “I had gained most of the weight back” but I only had gained 20 lbs. Now? I could give two shits. I weigh around 250ish which is 30lbs more than when I first started losing weight. At first I am not going to lie I did cry when nothing fit, I did cry when looking at myself in a mirror. I got over it and truly learned to love my body the way god gave it to me. HELL, I wear crop tops and don't care if people stare cause I know that I look damn good. Point is that I am happy with myself and proud of my body.










