I used to be thin, outgoing, happy. I wore my heart on my sleeve. I never shied away from putting myself out there, never shrinking from the spotlight. I used to be so sure of myself and the things I believed in. I was confident, poised. But no more.
Because the truth is, I’m not who I used to be.
I’m overweight. I walk on eggshells. I’m way too hard on myself. I often obsess over things that are out of my control. I don’t laugh as much as I used to. I’m sad. I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders. I feel unappreciated. I’m self-conscious. I feel stuck.
I may not be who I used to be, but I’ve become so much more.
I’m compassionate and kind. I love unapologetically. I’m empathetic. I’m loyal. Most importantly, I’m resilient. And that’s something to be grateful for.