Most of the time I feel like Homer Simpson in this picture.
I look in the mirror and I see a pretty girl with features I like. Nice smith, pretty eyes, and good skin. I even like the way I look most days and tell myself, "Dang girl! You lookin' fine!"
And then I see a picture of myself like this, squint, adjust my glasses and then stare at it with my jaw on the floor and think, "Oh...my....that cannot really be how I look."
All I see when I look at this is Chubby McChub. It is a harsh reality and a slap in the face. Some might call it a wake up call in fact, and it was exactly that for me. I almost had a panic attack when I saw this picture when it was taken last summer. I avoided scales for a long time and I honestly don't even know if I was heavier then or if I weigh the same now. But seeing that picture again is just another one to add to my wall of motivation! I need to post a big sign under it that says "NEVER AGAIN!"
The important thing is that I'm working on it, but every day is a freaking struggle. Oh how I wish it was easy to make good food choices. I wish I didn't have to think about everything I put in my mouth, but old habits die hard! I'm slowly learning new, healthier habits, and I hope someday sooner than later, that the decisions get easier and it won't be such an inner battle between the fat girl now vs. the thin girl I used to and want to be!
So here's my question...how do you view yourself? Am I the only one with rose colored glasses on when I look in the mirror, and stand in shock when I see a picture of the real me?
I can't wait for the day when I actually like to see pictures of myself again. (Sounds narcissistic but it's true!)