Time To Love Myself

I've recently come to the realization that I'm tired of hating myself. Yes, I'm fat. Being fat isn't who I am. Being fat is just what I look like. It doesn't change my personality. I'm still the same person I was 5 years ago before I got fat.

I came to this conclusion when I was working out and working out and working out, eating healthy and doing everything right and I still wasn't losing weight. I was hating seeing myself in the mirror and clothes shopping.

I've decided that I will not spend hours every day working out. The only time I ever saw improvement was when I was working out 3 hours per day. That isn't realistic. I can't do that every day.

Yes, I will watch what I eat. Yes, I will do some sort of physical activity. No, I will not weigh myself all the time. I will not focus on the number. I will focus on being happy. I'm done hating myself.

I'm healthy. There isn't anything really wrong with me. PCOS started before I was fat. I'm still beautiful. My husband thinks I'm beautiful. I deserve to be happy. I will gain self-esteem and confidence.

I owe it to myself.