Just Remove Me From The Picture.

So although I stay at my Grans to provide care, I actually live with my mum and dad,  my room is still there with all my stuff and I stay there occasionally if I’m not staying with my partner.

The issue of this post though is that for the last few months my brother has being pestering me to swap rooms because I have the bigger room. I finally gave up and said OK, so my lovely dad measured up for shelves and a wardrobe, as mine would be left behind because it is huge.

I went to my mums on Tuesday to begin to sort out my room and my mum was helping as and when she could (she was dealing with my gran and cleaning) well by the time my dad had come in at 3pm I was in tears. Not only had I sorted through 2 cupboards but I couldn’t face moving room. I was being forced by my brother to chuck out things that are special and sentimental to me so that he could move room. The really annoying thing is that until he got a girl friend he didn’t even want my room! I honestly felt like I was being chucked out of my own home, at which point my parents said that I was staying put.

While sorting through any amounts of junk, I found a size 14 top….yes i used to be that small at one point. I also found some old jeans that are tiny and its hard to believe that I used to be that small. And photos…lots of photos, me with a flat stomach and showing my arms freely- let alone being photographed, I know where I started to gain weight, about 19/20 ish and these are before then, and I’m happy smiling and clearly loving life. There is even one of me in a bikini top, couldn’t believe that one! I will find the photos again and post some of them.

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2 thoughts on “Just Remove Me From The Picture.

  1. Believe it or not these are all positive emotions.

    Facing up to the past and what went wrong, as well as why it happened is crucial.

    It’s the past though – and you can’t change it. There’s no way to wind the clock back and make different choices.

    But you CAN forgive yourself and use your feelings about that smaller top as an impetus for change.

    Don’t get down. Every even in life happens for a reason – even if at that moment it really doesn’t feel like it.

    • Oh I’m a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, no point in being angry or upset about the past. I made those choices and they make me who I am today. I was more down at my muppet of a brother. But normal happy service has resumed

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