Weight is a bit of a secretive one really, no one likes to talk about it and certainly nobody likes to admit the fact they’ve gone up a dress size. Well I’m breaking all the rules...
I’ve been anything from a size ten to a size fourteen over the past five years, my average size has always been a twelve. Over the past year I have found myself reach a fourteen again, be it that bit more indulgence here and there.
I am a naturally very self-conscious person. I wouldn’t outright say weight troubles me the most, though it does trouble me. So for the first time in my life, I actually feel like I have come to a point where I want to lose some weight. The goal being to work towards a healthier lifestyle and in turn find that bit of confidence I have always been searching for in my life.
Surely being happy and healthy come as a given.
I have countlessly gone on diets in the past, I spent my teenage years obsessing over my weight, pretending to exercise, telling myself I have to lose weight because of ‘x’ reason, by a certain date and guess what? It never happened. All of those reasons and time scales now, were all of ridiculous.
And all that time I forgot about me, whether I actually mattered. The fact we only get one body makes it all the more reason why I’m doing this for me and me alone.