As all of you know, our clothes never fit, so this morning I went to my husbands closet and grabbed a shirt. wooo hooo it fits!!!!
This is one exciting day for me! When we met, he wore a size 33 jeans and I was in a size 24. I always felt like the Goodyear Blimp - now 12 years later, he is wearing a 38 and I am wearing his shirts!! I had no idea it would make me feel so good to wear my husbands clothes... (what a freak I am, ha ha) This made me feel so good I grabbed a pair of his jeans, and yep, they fit. Too tight to get zipped, but hey I had them buttoned and would have never imainged being the same size as him.
I think when I was getting ready for work this morning it was the first time I actually saw the "new" me. I didn't see 322 pounds anymore. I tucked in the shirt, wearing a belt, and told myself I am looking good!
OK, so I'm still an 18, but with this new found sense of self-esteem, I know I can begin to lose again. Thanks to all of you for helping me get to this point!