November 2, 2012 § 7 Comments
When I saw this picture I honestly had to figure out who it was. I saw it and thought things like “I remember that party. That woman has lovely shoulders and a gorgeous neck. I wish I could see the whole outfit. I have one a lot like it. When was my husband sitting with her? I don’t remember her.”
My friend Lisa took this picture. It was me sitting there. The monkeys in my hands should have been the clue. I only see myself like this occasionally if at all: unguarded, unposed, and lovely.
Why am I telling you and doing it so publicly? Because I desperately want you to know that if you’re struggling with your weight and your self-image, I’m still struggling too. I’m with you. I know how you feel. You’re not alone. And I think you’re beautiful.