I have struggled with my weight all my life. Even in school it was a struggle. I remember one day when I wanted to run away and some of my siblings decided they would help me pack and told me not to forget my piggy bank. At that age it was no one’s fault that I didn’t understand, it was just kids being kids. As I got into higher grades in school, I had a crush on a guy. One day when he sat next to me on the bus he made a comment about my thighs being bigger than his. It’s a family trait on my mother’s side. We try to do what we can to lessen that trait. As I grew older I looked for acceptance in my life and found it in my jobs. I remember working several hours and just getting the appreciation from customers and my bosses. I thought that’s all I needed to make me happy and fulfill what was lacking in my personal relationships. I look back now and I know I was never happy with how I was. That is why in a previous post I had talked about being 57 and finally liking myself or being in love with myself and thinking I was beautiful. You may ask why I’m talking about this tonight when I’m usually so uplifting. The reason being is that I was looking through all my photos. I realized how much I had changed just in my face from December of 2019 to July of 2020. I have lost 40 pounds and feel much better about myself. So I guess the reason I am writing this today is to let you know that things take time. No matter what you may think is wrong with you or wrong with the your surroundings it takes time for things to change and for mindsets to change. Please remember that what you say will last longer than the time it took you to say it. Thank you for reading my blog!
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I am a mother of three, grandmother of eight, from a family of nine and grew up in the country and moved to the city. View all posts by Chris Van