Amused at discovering that these size 27 Next jeans I acquired from the #BritishRedCross, are a UK size 8. First size 8 piece of clothing I've bought for probably 13yrs. I also haven't put on the coveted holy grail of the perfect pair of jeans for around 15yrs; the last holy grail was a pair of Levi low rise jeans I wore to death that I bought sometime around '03/'04. The closeted hoarder in me had kept that pair of Levi's until only 4 or 5 months ago. Looking at them whilst I did a clean out of old shit, I thought, I know I'm losing weight and will continue to do so, after having the kids my hips surely spread a fraction and would never fit into an 8 again because of that. So I binned them. I wouldn't wear them now anyway. Now I'm at goal weight I have new issues. I was quite over weight for my frame, now I'm relatively small my brain sees a wobbly belly that feels like loose skin. I know and can tell myself that's not how I look to others. I study psychology, if I can't use the theory and frameworks I know to destroy my own negative thought patterns then I probably shouldn't be studying psychology. Anyway. I am literally posting this because I feel good about this image. And giving money to charity enabled this self esteem boost. (at Keith, Moray) https://www.instagram.com/p/Br-VJC2nTF8kH-Ujm0Bvz8i8N-dkUxK_nWyEpY0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1w490v3kq4sqp