God I can be so hard on myself, I swear sometimes I feel like I haven’t lost a pound and rely on the scale to make me happy. When I first started losing weight I was happy and positive but lately I’ve just been obsessive and over thinking every aspect of this journey, which is crazy. I went from being overweight, lazy, and unhappy to someone who pushes herself to better herself to someone who always sees the best. But lately I’ve let the scale determine my happiness and that’s not who I want to be. It’s hard not to get addicted to progress, but sometimes you just need to stop and look at how far you’ve come. Physically and spirtually. I go through hell pretty damn often honestly. My life is not perfect nor is it close to it. I use to let it weigh me down so bad. But I have blood flowing through my veins and for that I am happy. I love my life and I love my self. Left - 191 Right - 144 5'4 Vegan; cardio cardio cardio; positive vibes
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