I posted pictures (under pictures tab) since I'm at the 60 pound mark. And I know I've posted this before but it's really hard for me to see a difference, or much of a difference. My husband says he feels it when he hugs me. I see it in my face (but hard to believe most of the 60 pounds is in my face). I see that my clothes are little baggier, but they do still fit....it's not like they're falling off of me.
It's amazing to me that I became this overweight. I don't think it's so much that I'm used to being thinner that I can't see the difference but more that I never looked at myself because I was too afraid to do so.
We had no full length mirrors.
If I ever looked in a mirror is to concentrate solely on my face -- IF I decided to wear makeup that day.
I really didn't know what I looked like. A general idea, but not until I started taking these pictures did it really hit home.
And to know that I got to the point where 60 pounds lost isn't a much more dramatic change is a bit depressing.
I'm not depressed, just this thing is depressing.
I know that I'm taking charge of my life, that this is in the past. But it is something I need to address with myself, so that it doesn't happen again. I can't be so easily swayed by denial. Denial is a very comfortable place to in...but not healthy, at least in this case.
So for this day forward, no more denial about what fat/obesity looks like - physically and emotionally.
It may not be comfortable but I can handle it and it's good for me.