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Have the lowest self-esteem of all time.

Ignore Mikey and ignore that I'm drunk and LOOK IT....this picture makes me want to lose weight AND grow my bangs out.....

I'm glad I don't have that lifestyle anymore, but I want to look like I did when I was wasting my life away! I guess I wasted all that working out and good hair, too!!!

My self-esteem is in the gutter. I weigh more than I ever have before. Well, kind of. I do weigh A LOT more, but more than that...I can tell every inch of muscle I had built working with a trainer for 3 years is almost gone...kind of makes the fat "spread" vs. "weighing more".

The bangs have been a good change for the last couple of years...definitely more professional. But I seriously miss my wild locks. It always helped my self-esteem.

So, on top of the weight issues, P-Dub accidentally threw away my new contacts...so I'm stuck in my glasses...AND...I've messed up my ankle and can't wear high heels to work.

All this combined and I feel SO DUMPY! Blech!

BTW...I have a new goal of trying to write at least 2 to 3 posts a week as a way to get "back in touch with self".

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Anonymous said…
You're beautiful! No matter the bangs, the weight, the whatever--you're gorgeous girl!

Lady Schwenk
Thank you, Schwenk! Love ya!

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