I remember standing in front of my closet just about in tears, a pile of clothes strewn across my bed. The outfit I had planned to wear to go out with my then boyfriend did NOT look the same on as it did when I pictured it in my head. I scrambled trying to find something else that would work - I really wanted to look cute, but by this point I had given up on that and was just trying to find an outfit that made me look less fat and hid the rolls around my belly and bra strap…
I was so frustrated and disgusted with myself that I didn’t even want to go out anymore…and now I had a big pile of clothes that I had to put away too…ARGH!…
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