As humans, we all have the tendency of romanticizing a very ordinary past. “Back in the good old days…”
I know what the feels like. I have spent days not stepping out of my bed, crying over how much thinner and more beautiful I looked in pictures from an year ago. But honestly, I remember exactly what was going through my mind while clicking that picture. That time, I never allowed myself to even think that I was beautiful, because I did not fit in the standard size. I remember feeling how fat I look, how ugly I look, and just smiling for the camera.
In my pictures from present, I am a lot heavier than I was one year ago, but I am genuinely happy, in some I am grinning ear to ear ☺. I am in love, with myself and this body that takes care of me. The body that has been with me even before I existed.
I still look back at the pictures, only to say to that girl in it that she is beautiful, amazing. And I love her.
I hope this helps you dear, because I feel you ☺