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This is me at 262 pounds.
I was horrible to myself. I tormented myself by calling myself abhorrent names. I beat myself down, I persecuted and mistreated myself, and bashed myself. Without knowing it, I made it impossible to be anything other than fat.
I was only sinking myself into a deeper depression, further defining myself as unworthy, and holding myself back from change. I was setting it in stone. I was the fat girl and that was my role. Why change it? Everyone knew how fat I was so why even bother? I know, it doesn't make sense. There's no logic involved. It's just something my sick, sad, and depressed mind told myself so that I had a reason to not try hard enough... to not put in the enormous amount of effort it was going to take to climb out of the giant hole I dug for myself.
They love you just the same. And if you lose all of your weight, they will still love you just the same. And if you don't lose your weight, they will love you just the same.
Because that would be friggin' ridiculous, that's why.
...And nobody loves me any more because I lost my weight.
Your weight is nothing but a number. It has no bearing on who you are as a person.