Sometimes, you just forget. You forget how far you’ve come. Who you used to be. What it felt like to be that girl. That girl who ate to feel better, but knew it didn’t help.

And then sometimes you find a piece of your past. Stuffed away, and forgotten in a drawer. A piece of you that you haven’t seen for years.

And you remember.

You remember the feelings, the shame, the unhappiness. It all comes rushing back, and it weighs more than you used to. But you don’t have to carry that weight anymore.

What a relief.

I thought I had gotten rid of all of my fat pants. I found these this weekend while cleaning out the spare room at my parent’s house. I can fit into one pant leg!! I don’t know if I even know who that girl was that used to wear those pants! Those are size 24 pants. I currently wear a size 6 or 8 pants.

It’s true, you do gain something when you lose weight. I’ve gained a whole new life, a new perspective.

And that’s just fabulous.