I looked in the mirror the other day and do you know what I saw? A double chin. A double chin that never used to be there, and my arms that look what seems to be twice as wide as what they used to be. And what I didn’t see was my defined cheek bones I used to have or abs that used to be there or my self confidence with my image that I used to have. Looking in that mirror was a terrible reminder of the 50 lbs I gained and haven’t lost yet. I looked in the mirror and I just started bawling. To end the night, I laid in bed and my mind wandered to all the things that didn’t get done that day and was upset because I wasn’t better. It was so consuming I even almost turned down the opportunities to be filmed in a Mormon Message and being filmed for a segment to be shown after this upcoming General Conference.
Why do we define ourselves by what we can’t do?