I recently found a folder of old photos of myself and you can see in my face how unhappy I am, with so many things in my life. It couldn’t be more different now and I recently had a stranger come up and ask me why I look so happy on a dull day.
With a waist measurement the same as my thigh was, I bumped into a friend at the gym I hadn’t seen in 2 years and he was stunned; “I never thought…” he started to say, and I jumped in with “I never thought either. I gave up. I resigned to a life of self neglect.” But somehow I picked it up and ran with it.
And I just keep on going baby. It’s never too late to turn things around.