For quite some time now, I've had some major self-esteem/body image issues going on. Actually, it's been more like self-loathing. Ever since I went back to work full-time two years ago, keeping extra weight off has been a bit of a struggle, to say the least.
In my opinion, I'm a good 10 pounds heavier than what I consider to be an ideal weight for myself. I've tried pretty much every trick in the book to somehow squeeze back into my favorite pair of jeans -- which coincidentally I bought when I was around 25 or so.
Even though common sense tells me that at almost 37, I need to let go of the fantasy of ever looking as thin and beautiful as I did during my younger days -- it's easier said than done. I look at the photo of me above and think, "Ugh. My face looks heavy. My arms are fat. I used to be so hot and now it's all gone in the shitter."