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.