Oh boy, there are SO many things I won't miss lol A couple of things specifically:

I won't miss the anxiety of trying to decide if I am going to break a chair or not and trying to sit in every chair as *carefully* as possible.

Along the same lines, I won't miss having to wonder if I am going to even FIT in certain spaces like plane seats, amusement park rides, chairs with arms.

I won't miss having to say no to people when they want to do something outdoorsy or that requires physical effort for fear that I won't be able to keep up with them or I will spoil the fun because I have to stop or go back

I won't miss the looks that people give or I am perceiving they are giving when I have to sit/stand next to them in a confined space like a crowded elevator, plane seat, bus seat, sporting event, concert

I won't miss feeling self conscious eating in front of people because I'm always feeling like I'm grossing them out or they are judging me for eating.

I won't miss not being able to go up a flight of stairs or do minimal physical activity without huffing and puffing


and soo much more, but those were the first things that came to mind

I wont miss not being able to breathe. Ever since I had that mold infection in my lungs I havent been able to breathe good...or even normal. It has encompassed my lungs like a fishnet stocking and wont allow me to take a deep breath.

BUT...after just more than 2 weeks Im seeing and feeling a huge change. I CAN and WILL do this

Congrats to everybody on the awesome successes and NSVs y'all are seeing, experiencing and feeling

Things I won't miss:

Going shopping with my girlfriends and spending a good 45 mins going back and forth looking at the same one rack of shoes and one rack of accessories because the clothes don't even come in large, while cashiers eyeball me as a potential shoplifter.

Trying on an old "fat dress" only to find that it doesn't fit me anymore...and not in the happy way.

Trying to convince my friends and family with flimsy excuses that I should take the pictures because I don't want to be in them.

Having people stare, snicker, laugh, or gawk at me as I walk.

Feeling my whole body shake as I walk.

Watching a show or movie when someone cracks a fat joke and having the whole room turn to me and judge my reaction so they know whether its okay if they laugh or not.

Not being the partypooper---I'm always worried about breaking chairs that look unstable, sliding between tables when chairs are pulled out, being surrounded by too many thin people, or what I will look like to other people eating whatever food it is that they serve...I have to make stupid excuses to convince my friends that we can't eat there.