Chronicles of a Late Bloomer

I was walking around the other day and I felt something other than fat. That is, I felt myself to be something other than just fat. For the first time in a long time, I experienced myself as really tall.

I mean, I am really tall, and certainly my height hasn’t changed since I’ve started to change my eating, but it’s been a long time since I could think of myself as anything other than fat. Most people, after they’ve known me for a while, come to some sort of realization about how tall I am. But, they seem to experience me, first and foremost, as just big.

But, there’s more to me than just that, and it’s good to be reminded so naturally.