Reikimaster
Member
I'm guessing we've all been there: your clothes are getting tighter, your excuses are getting thinner until one day... you see a picture, an image of yourself in a mirror or friends get awkward talking about large people when you are in their company.
Well, all of that has happened to me. Last week was the last straw. I saw my reflection in a shop window and stopped dead in my tracks. There I was, in the height of summer (or what passes for it), wearing dark, loose and highly-unflattering, shapeless clothes, looking twice the width I used to be. I felt very down, alone and knowing - but wondering - how I could change. At that very moment I would have given anything to wave a magic weight-loss wand and feel and look lighter again.
It has taken me five days and several 'final' comfort meals before I could pluck up the courage to stand on the weighing scales. Think cartoon googly eyes on stalks, and you will get an idea of how I felt when the truth was unveiled: 13st 10.5lb. I am a short person.
And that is why I am here. Today is Day One.
Well, all of that has happened to me. Last week was the last straw. I saw my reflection in a shop window and stopped dead in my tracks. There I was, in the height of summer (or what passes for it), wearing dark, loose and highly-unflattering, shapeless clothes, looking twice the width I used to be. I felt very down, alone and knowing - but wondering - how I could change. At that very moment I would have given anything to wave a magic weight-loss wand and feel and look lighter again.
It has taken me five days and several 'final' comfort meals before I could pluck up the courage to stand on the weighing scales. Think cartoon googly eyes on stalks, and you will get an idea of how I felt when the truth was unveiled: 13st 10.5lb. I am a short person.
And that is why I am here. Today is Day One.