I'm not that size.....

So, I met my best friend, Patty, at Super Wal-mart in Little Falls yesterday.

She was looking for a new swimsuit and I wasn't.

Anyway, we were in "fat girls" section and she was looking at these cute shirts. I thought for fun I would try a couple on. I hadn't done that in a really long time. I grabbed a turquoise shirt in the biggest size they had. I grabbed a pretty orange shirt as well.

We went into the dressing rooms and began trying on our choices. I put the turquoise one on first and really liked it and it fit. I was very excited. Even though it was a 26/28, I was thrilled.

I put the orange shirt on. Patty wanted to see it. She took one look at me and said, "It's too big." I said, "No it's not." She said, "Go and try the next size on." I said, "I'm not that size." (meaning a 22/24) She said, "Just go get a different one and try it on."

I have to admit I was exhilarated and scared all at the same time. I know...over a shirt. Kind of silly, right? Well, the possibility of this shirt being too big and this new shirt fitting me was almost too much to comprehend. I went and grabbed the 22/24 and went back in the fitting room. I put it on and believe it or not, it fit! Patty was waiting at the door. I opened the door and she said, "That looks great!" I could hardly wrap my head around the fact that I was wearing this shirt in such a "small" size. Keep in mind that to me, this was a HUGE accomplishment! You could open my closet right now and NOT find anything in a 22/24.

Patty reminded me that I see flaws in myself that others don't see. That helped me realize that I need to start retraining my brain. She told me that she wouldn't let me walk around in something that made me look horrible.

I bought it.

And it felt good.