This is me. This is me at the happiest I had been in years. I worked months and months to get to that point of happiness. Months of dieting and working out. There is no gut hanging over. There is no sucking in in this picture. This is sheer joy. I was beautiful. Was.
I clearly am having a low night. I want to get back to that point. I am so tired though. I wish I didn't have to do this every year. Why do I do this? Every year? It is mentally exhausting.
So, here it is. Another couple months of dieting and exercising. Hell is coming. But at the end of that I know I will be happy again. I am so disappointed in myself.