My clothes are fitting better and better. I am starting to pull clothes out of the back of my closet that I couldn't wear anymore. They are still "fat" clothes but they are fitting because I'm loosing weight and soon the "fat" clothes will be too big and I will never have to wear them again. They can get lost along with all the extra weight.

I feel so much better about myself....but I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I feel sick. I just can't believe that I look like this. Reality has hit me like a freight train and it hurts. I keep looking at pictures of myself. There aren't many because I don't let people take pictures of me but the ones that I have really make me see the direction I was going. I just am filled with self loathing.

I wasn't going to post the "before" pictures but I think it's really important that I do. It's another way for me to be accountable. If something is out of sight, then it really is out of mind. If it's something I have to see then I know where I am coming from.

I have this idea to hang a "before" photo by my treadmill. I think I will. I never want to forget what led me here.