Today was one of the first times In my life where I felt perfectly fine with how I looked, physically.
I was walking down the busy city street in a tight t-shirt and pants. I felt perfectly comfortable and unjudged.
This is sort of a big deal for me, because I still have residual body image issues from so many years of being
obese and hating my body (those two factors not necessarily related in everyone).
In any case, I wasn’t my ideal shape, but I also wasn’t bent out of shape because of that fact.