poolside and the bathingsuit.

I have grown up at a pool. I have never been uncomfortable in a bathingsuit. Like ever. I am more comfortable in a bathingsuit then normal clothes.

Then this year happened.

For the first time in my life I didnt want to wear a bathingsuit. I couldn't even find one that fit me right. I went swimming once in a suit this year. Once. At the place I worked in a bathingsuit for 5 years I found myself hiding in the water. Constantly pulling it down. Making sure I was covered. Snd that was it.

I would send Ryan with the girls and I would make excuses why I couldn't go. It went on for a few weeks. Then Ryan called me out.

In that moment I knew I was in a dark place. My hatred for my body was so extreme that I was not doing my most favorite things in life.

I have recently made some life changes that are about me getting back to me. All the therapy, a new eating lifestyle, ketones, and all the self love via personal development.

So today when I tried on another one piece and it didnt fit.... I took that as a sign that maybe I am just meant to be...

Majestic af in two piece bathingsuit.

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