I am so proud!

Weight is something I have battled with my whole life. It started when I was a teenager when my mom said I was fat cause of being a size 16 in pants (her exact words were, "I think you have the opposite of body dysmorphia" because I was very confident in my apperance). Well, fast forward to a decade later and I am finally on track to reaching the physical and mental health I have always wanted. I have C-PTSD and a multitude of other mental health issues. Today, I randomly compared a side by side photo of myself from two years ago to today.

I can't believe it! I have lost SO much weight. And I have also started taking photos from a front angle instead of a side. I have such body dysmorphia about my face... it's taken me YEARS to actually look myself in the mirror.

If I told myself that I would be on the road to recovery five years ago, past me would have laughed with a dead heart. It has been such a long journey. But with the loving and tender touch I have received from my husband (who literally rescued me from Hell)... everything is brighter now.