This is a big step for me.

I've been hanging onto these clothes for years! I kept telling myself that, one day, I might be thin enough to fit into them again. Giving them away is also, in a way, letting go of that idea and accepting my place as a fatty. Maybe my weight will go down- maybe I'll lose control and get even fatter. But one thing is for sure- I'm never going to be a size 6 again.

I just want to slip into them one more time. Will this be a trip down memory lane? Hardly. Seams rip, sleeves are impossibly tight, buttons won't fasten. I even have to enlist my feeder for help at one point. Wearing these outfits now is nothing like wearing them back then. The clothing stayed the same, but the girl is all out now and the struggle to get into and out of these items is real. This is harder than my workout videos!

In all, there's 19 different items:
dresses that my ass now hangs out of
activewear so tight it gives me a double-belly
sweaters that my belly peeks out the bottom of
tank tops that are now crop tops, and more!

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