This is my story

I woke up one day, saw my reflection in a mirror, and realized that I felt like I was living in a foreign body. It hurt to go down a set of stairs. My clothes felt miserable and were unflattering. It seemed to me that there was a “real me” that was healthy, vibrant and sexy just begging to emerge from the fat-suit I had built up around myself over time with depression and stress-related eating habits.

I knew I was ready to change my life and lifestyle that very day. I cannot describe how extraordinary it feels to now have my reflection in the mirror or in store windows match my internal view of myself, the “real me.”