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*Insecurity Post*
The photo on the left was me five pounds before my low weight. I had a million dance injuries that refused to heal, I had no period, I had thinning hair, my whole world revolved around food and exercise. This was about two years ago.
The photo on the right was taken a week or two ago. There is over a forty pound difference between the two pictures. I have gained a lot more than weight though. I have gained new hobbies. I have gained friends. I have gained muscle. I have reconnected with my family. I have gained curves. I gained having a period. I gained life.
Yeah, my body isn’t perfect. I am still trying to figure out what the best weight for me is. I might need to tone up a bit. I have stretch marks. I have cellulite.
It doesn’t matter though.
What does matter is that I have never been happier. I no longer cry myself to sleep at night. I have never been more comfortable in my own skin. I have never been more excited about the future.
Recovery isn’t about gaining weight. It isn’t just about eating or controlling one’s exercise habits. It is about getting your life back. I’ve done that.
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i have disproven the “the more muscle you have, the faster your metabolism will be” theory with my muscular body and slowass metabolism
