Growing up, I was once what people perceived as the beautiful young girl in class. I was a little younger than my classmates because I started going to school at a very early age. But this was not a disadvantage since I was able to cope up easily with schoolwork and activities, not to mention my physical attributes. I was two years younger but this was not a hindrance to excel well in school. Mental and emotional growth was present together with maturity, which in my opinion was the best combination to succeed.
Fast forward to ten years since high school where I felt it was the peak of how I took good care of myself and was very conscious of how I look like. Today, I am thirty pounds heavier, with a much bigger tummy, legs, arms and full cheeks. Nevertheless I grew bigger breasts since I got pregnant and had to breastfeed my baby. This is a positive thing since I was very flat chested before. If I was booming with confidence back then, I am lacking a big chunk of confidence right now. I feel that I am not yet that old but seem to look twenty years older with a muffin top and flabs all over. I was too preoccupied with everything else that was going on with my life, my priorities change since I got married, got pregnant, gave birth and is now taking care of my daughter. I promise not to be careless when it comes to my body even before I have given birth but all these have change. Eating was a both an exciting activity and stress reliever for me. I found comfort in eating all the things I want now that I have the time to cook sumptuous meals and money to buy all these. I always find an excuse to eat and justify why I had to eat what I’ve eaten. I started buying clothes from a small to medium now its large to extra large. I wasn’t happy with how I looked like as it was very difficult to dress up especially for special occasions. What I hated the most was when the people around me, my friends, relatives and other acquaintances would tease me that I was getting fatter and it was already getting out of hand.
I became very depress for several months. However, today I tried working out every day plus included a change in my diet. My husband played a big role in my bodybuilding motivation. I changed my lifestyle and push myself to the limits. After one month of gym and diet I am very to say that I have already lost ten pounds. I am still on the process to getting back to shape. Seeing the big difference in my weight has truly boost my confidence. This is especially true when the people who used to tease me are now that ones who notices the big difference in the way I look like. I cant wait to see my old batch mates this coming October in our tenth year high school reunion.