I was looking in the mirror yesterday and I saw something that caught me off guard.
I saw me.
The me I've missed so much. There she was smiling back at me. Bright blue-green eyes. Pretty little freckles. Nice full pink lips. Tiny turned up nose. Long dark hair draped over her shoulders and down her back. Soft pale skin. Defined jaw line. A slender, sexy neck connecting to slim shoulders and collar bones. There she was. She was there and she was gorgeous. Fuck, I've missed her.
Its been so long since I looked in the mirror and actually liked what I saw. Honestly, I cant even remember the last time.
But yesterday? I loved* what I saw. I saw me. Not the me that was there just a few short months ago. Not the me that looked like a bigger me ate me.
The way I'm supposed to be. Well, almost. Just 21 more pounds to go (yes, I realize that number has changed. I changed my goal weight.)
Damn, it feels good to like the way I look again.
*This euphoric feeling is subject to change on a daily basis*