As much as I want to lose weight and go down a few sizes, I am comfortable with my size.

I am still mad insecure about how I look, but two months ago I would never wear a tank-top with jeans for fear of having a muffin top.  
Now it’s a staple in my wardrobe.  

I even tucked my shirt in the other day and was fine with how I looked.  

I may not be the right size for most people, but I don’t want those people.  I’m happy, my friends are happy, my fiance is happy.  

I just hate my arms.. oh well. Little battles at a time.