When I was back home for the holidays I went through old photographs of myself and I found this one. It was of a family vacation we took out west, I was about 15 here, I remember thinking I was fat back then so I wore shorts over my swimsuit (insert ridiculous and radical head shake here). Oddly, I was pretty confident in my skin for the most part but I still thought I was fat. Always trying to diet or lose more weight.
I spent so much of my life trying to lose weight or obsess over the number on the scale. I've heard so many people say they're waiting to take the photos after they lose more weight, waiting to go to the gym until they lose weight, waiting to go get a massage or mani-pedi until they've lost weight. So much waiting, what you're really doing and what I was doing was waiting to live!
Waiting to love yourself until you lose the weight is denying your existence now. Don't let 10, 20, 30 or even 40 years go by not loving yourself and your body. It's a waste of this beautiful life! You are perfect as you are NOW! xo- laurie marie