It really is the little things that mean the most!
Some things that might seem like a pretty mindless, insignificant gesture to others – crossing your legs and wearing a pair of heels – meant alot to me. Not being able to do something that all the women around me can do made me feel less beautiful and less ladylike. Less like “me”. Those were two things I never really thought about, until I was at my highest weight and unable to actually do it. Continue reading