The best part about weight loss is feeling it, finally, after being uncomfortable for so long. It’s running your hands over your hip bones, feeling your collarbone and sharp shoulders, the space between you and your clothing when you move. It’s sitting down without your stomach bulging. It’s walking without your thighs slamming together. It’s placing your hand to the side of your face and feeling that delicate cheekbone in your palm. Looking thin is great, but feeling thin is amazing.
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This is not the last time you’ll have the opportunity to eat pizza. This is not the last time you’ll have the opportunity to eat chocolate. This is not the last time you’ll have the opportunity to eat french fries.
You know what this stuff tastes like, and you’ll have plenty of opportunities for it in the future, so why eat them right now and ruin your progress?
^^^ this is what gets me most often.
nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. nothing tastes as good as being thin feels.
don’t announce things. don’t share your plans. show your progress. prove your growth. let them see your prosperity, not what steps it took to get there.
one day you will have a flat stomach, one day your thighs won’t rub up and stick to each other every step you take and you can finally show them off and be proud. One day sucking in will reveal your ribs and your collar bone will be the most prominent collar bones in the room. One day you will reach your ugw and finally be happy with the way you look. One day you will be skinny.
don’t eat.
it’s as simple as that.
don’t pick up the food, don’t let it get near your mouth. instead of reaching out hungrily, shake your head and say “no”. instead of getting up to go to the kitchen, stay where you are.
it’s so easy.
you don’t need to do anything.
don’t eat.
you’ll thank yourself for it later.
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me: *doesnt eat*
me: what the fuck…why am i so tired and light headed what the hale…..
Me to everyone else: Everyone is so beautiful! You’re gorgeous and you’re gorgeous and you’re gorgeous. I’m so blessed to be by all these lovely people.
Me to myself: Except you. You’re trash. You’ll never measure up to any of these people. Go drink some green tea and come back when you’re 5 pounds lighter.
I’m not ignoring you, I just finally realized that you don’t care about me like I care about you. So I moved on.
