This post has been a long time coming, and as usual my apologies for taking so long to post something! (warning - it's a bit of a long one).
The truth of the matter is, I haven't quite felt like myself for a couple of months now. Like the body that I knew, loved and cherished, wasn't mine. There wasn't really a reason for it, or anything in particular (that I know of ) that sparked it, it just kind of happened. There I was staring at photos of myself, trying to select my next OOTD post.
I hated every. single. one.
Hate is a strong word, but sometimes it's necessary.