In my closet there are a number of dresses, many of which have been in possession for quite a few years. This morning I decided to try on those dresses and with cautious optimism I decided I ought to see if any of them fit. I didn’t really wear many of my dresses last year, which is such a shame because they are all lovely, but I rarely felt comfortable enough to wear them because they didn’t fit me. So, when I slipped into the dresses this morning I was pleasantly surprised to find that every single one fit me and not a single one looked bad on me.

As someone whose weight has fluctuated for many years, trying on old clothes is a complete gamble. It can totally destroy any amount of self esteem you’ve built up if your favorite piece of clothing no longer fits. It was a nice surprise to be able to try on those dresses and love the way I looked in every one of them. It was like something in my brain finally clicked and said: “You’re making progress.” I have a lot of insecurities with my body but today was a huge milestone in managing them because of the way I felt in those clothes. Sure, I’m still working on stuff. But at least I’m seeing progress.

I feel good about myself today. I hope I feel like this more often because it was so nice to feel good and to celebrate the progress I’ve made and encourage myself to keep moving forward.