I have this picture but it isn't on this phone that I'm using so I'm going to have to locate it and upload it from my file storage. I did just the opposite of what people here did. I don't even know what I did with my big old clothes. I remember that I had one jumper that was so big and parachute like that I used to joke that I could go camping in it. It was even huge on me when I was at my fattest. But I had a pair of jeans, 501 Levi's, which I had in my drawer and Once Upon a Time used to wear. My big fantasy was to wear these jeans again. Sometimes I would take them out and pin them to the wall so I would see them all the time. This was long before I had surgery. I had so many beautiful little items of clothing I could never throw them away. When I finally went for it and had the surgery in 2007, I lost 115 lb by November 2008. I was a scrawny little thing. I actually had to gain some weight back because I was too skinny and it did not look good on me. But hey Brenda, check out the clavicles in this picture below! I took a lot of pictures of myself in bathing suits and low-cut blouses and the one I really want to show you is a photo of me wearing my tiny little Levi's from the back! Listen guys do not save your fat clothes. Pitch them out. You are never going to wear them again. Even in the worst case scenario if you gain back all your weight, you're not going to be wearing those old rags. You'll buy a whole bunch of new fat clothes. Just haunt the thrift stores. But for God's sake do not even entertain the idea that you are not going to become the thin healthy person you plan to be. Everyone succeeds with this surgery. Everyone included you. Don't think negatively. You know what that is? That is your eating disorder talking to you. In fact that is your eating disorder screaming at you, shaming you for even considering fighting against it and getting rid of it. Boys and girls you are better than that! You are not going back, ever. In fact you're going to be a hundred years old and skinny as a skeleton by the time you die! People who gain the weight back are people who fail to talk back to that Sassy eating disorder that has just screwed you over for so many years. Kick it to the curb. Throw it under the bus. Use every four letter word you can think of to curse it. Do not ever entertain B words for x 3 x 2 x 1 x. Those are not your sizes anymore. One of the pairs of pants I put on afterward was a size 2. And 12 years later I am still hot. I still have a closet full of fabulous clothes and sometimes I wear long black elbow-length gloves with a beautiful little black dress I own and I go out to a jazz club and have a really expensive dinner and listen to some jazz legend. And sometimes I wear my mother's mink stole when I do it. I am 68 years old and I am playing dress up. Only now the clothes fit me perfectly. Burn them! Get a scissors and shred them! Slash them to bits with a kitchen knife! Those clothes represent hate, self-loathing, sexual abuse, physical abuse, every kind of put down and screw driven into your soul to make you into a person no one could ever love. That's why the new clothes are so important. Hell, how about some nude shots? I've got them. And I am proud of them.
especially for you people who believe especially for you people who believe in God, remember in whose image you are created. Remember that your body is a temple. Remember that men and women we're put together for pleasure and to form families. And I mean to include all you gay couples who did the same thing regardless of your body parts. We are naked under our clothes. Let's make those clothes remind people of that by the way they drape themselves over our beautiful bodies to be.
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