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I think I’m beginning to believe what everyone always said about people with weight issues.
Since my surgery in October of 2010 I have lost 130pounds. I am down seven pant sizes and I should feel nothing but amazing because of how far I’ve come, but I don’t. I still feel incredibly disgusting. Since I’m no longer the size of Pluto I have jiggly skin everywhere. Inches of my old self just hanging there with no use. My girlfriend points out my now noticeable rib cage when we cuddle. I get out of the shower and just stare at my long desired collar bones in the mirror, and wonder if I still find it beautiful. I turn around and see my shoulder blades slightly defined and I rub the back of my neck and only feel my boney inside. I don’t feel beautiful. Maybe it’s because this is no longer the body that I always had with me. I’m not saying I want to weight 286 pounds again, I want to have a healthy body. The problem is now knowing what is healthy.
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