Did you ever see someone and think "oh, poor dear, she must be having a rough day"... and then realize it was YOU in a mirror? I used to do that all the time. It got so that I'd purposefully look in the mirror, almost daring myself, but braced for what I would see. Since losing this weight... I find myself walking by a mirror thinking "phew - there I am!" And, while a bit vain, I also think "I look good". Which, while vaniety is a sin... I think that appreciating how I look will help me maintain it.
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