BlodynAur
Full Member
I'm going to admit now that WOW isn't the word I said, it was much more... colourful... and inappropriate to be posted online... Anyway, I posted yesterday about being stressed and don't know if I can cope with counting syns, and I've posted before asking how likely I would lose weight if I had a cheat day every week. Well, I'm posting today to say that I don't care if I have lots of uni work, and I don't care if I'd usually have a pizza on Friday night.
I've finally had that defining moment. That moment the people in magazines talk about. That moment that makes you think WOW, I need to lose weight.
I'm on my way out to celebrate a friend's birthday and was just getting ready. I'd planned on wearing this purple lacy dress but I put it on and it felt tight. I went to the mirror and I looked hideous. I looked okay in this dress a few weeks back (or I think I did, who the hell knows), how could this be?! I couldn't leave the house in it, it was so tight. It emphasised my big arms, my podgy stomach! My eyes filled with tears, literally. My boyfriend (who was looking really confused - he's always been skinny, he'll never quite understand) asked me if this was it, am I finally ready to start my journey properly. I asked him to take photos of me straight away. I set one of the photos as the wallpaper on my phone, took the dress off, and hung it on my door where I'll see it everyday.
I am going to fit into that dress one day, and I'm going to look bloody gorgeous in it. Bring it on!
I've finally had that defining moment. That moment the people in magazines talk about. That moment that makes you think WOW, I need to lose weight.
I'm on my way out to celebrate a friend's birthday and was just getting ready. I'd planned on wearing this purple lacy dress but I put it on and it felt tight. I went to the mirror and I looked hideous. I looked okay in this dress a few weeks back (or I think I did, who the hell knows), how could this be?! I couldn't leave the house in it, it was so tight. It emphasised my big arms, my podgy stomach! My eyes filled with tears, literally. My boyfriend (who was looking really confused - he's always been skinny, he'll never quite understand) asked me if this was it, am I finally ready to start my journey properly. I asked him to take photos of me straight away. I set one of the photos as the wallpaper on my phone, took the dress off, and hung it on my door where I'll see it everyday.
I am going to fit into that dress one day, and I'm going to look bloody gorgeous in it. Bring it on!