It’s weird for me to want to blog something lately. It’s been months since I sincerely wanted to say anything other than highlights of my life on here. Anyway, since I got bitten by the blog bug, I’ll say my little paragraph and leave.
In the beginning of my relationship, my first and only relationship so far, I felt so infatuated and so out of myself that I didn’t think once about my body weight or anything like it. My self-esteem was through the roof because this nice, attractive guy liked me and my shape and that was great. It still is. Nothing has really changed there on his side.
As time has gone on, I’ve been constantly reminded of my weight and my self-esteem has gone back down to where it was when I began. I very much dislike it being on my mind. I really liked the days of not worrying about my weight, but feeling very attractive. Of course, it was probably just all the hormones that kept me distracted, but it was still really nice. Still, I love where I am in my relationship and wouldn’t back track for the world.
Holy crap it’s late, and I’m going to collapse. Bye all!
Thursday, May 17, 2007
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