Happy birthday, winnie!

I'm doing pretty well actually. I actually feel comfortable in my own skin for once. I'm looking the way that I've wanted to for so long, but had been terrified to try. I'm still kind of anxious about it. But I'm happy. It makes me happy. And I feel motivated to improve my appearance, in my own way.

Hugs to all I know how tough it gets. When you're so far down the pit it feels like there's no way you'll ever get back out and moreover why even bother trying? But we all have that voice in our heads — sometimes little more than a whisper — that says that maybe things will get better. And the fact that we even post here means that somewhere, deep down, we have a little spark of hope.