It's so strange how my thoughts are still playing catch up with my new body. I used to be asked by family members not to sit on their furniture when I came over, in fear that I'd break it, so I still feel compelled ask them if it's okay that I sit on things when I go over. I was accustomed to always researching the weight limit on things, so sometimes I forget I don't have to.
I used to have to get most of my clothes altered to fit my body, often buying 2 button-up shirts to make into one, so it's insane that I can just walk into a store and buy ONE of what I want. I still go straight for the bottom of the pile or the back of the rack, for the XXLs, even though I'm a medium. I still have my old orders memorized at fast food restaurants. I still have creams and lotions to minimize discoloration of my skin and forget I don't need to apply them anymore. I still automatically adjust myself and my clothes when I sit down, even though I don't need to as much anymore.
It's truly truly wild and I don't know if I'll ever get used to it but if anyone who just started their journey is reading this, keep going, please keep going, because it's so worth it.
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