An Observation

When I got out of bed and got dressed this morning, I put on a pair of size three shorts. And I realized something, something I’ve needed to realize for a long time: nothing has changed.

I’m still the same person I was at size 20/22. I still have a good heart. I still care for others. I still laugh freely and often, and I still have a weakness for chocolate and cheese.

I’m not a better person because I’m smaller.

I’m not a happier person because I can wear single digits.

My life didn’t become perfect when I slid into these shorts, and my life wasn’t imperfect before they fit, either. Weight loss isn’t a cure-all and weight gain isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

I may feel a sense of accomplishment for hitting certain fitness goals, but that joy is no less than the happiness I felt meeting non-athletic goals when I was bigger.

My waist size doesn’t correlate with the joy in my life, nor does it solve any problems.

I am the same person I was at 200+ lbs; I just wear smaller shorts.

Bon appetit, my friends.



4 thoughts on “An Observation

  1. Fattie no more says:

    I think we hope that weight loss will cure us of all our hangups and sadly that isn’t the case. I read a great post the other day about still being the fat girl in your head, despite being a thinner girl.

    I am glad people are informing us that being thin does not solve your life, doesn’t change who you are….thanks for this.

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