When we were together, I weighed 118 lbs. (53.5 kg.) at the lowest and probably 155 (70.3 kg.) at the highest. I rode my bike and walked everyday. I did yoga and worked out in a gym. During the first year we were together, I struggled with bulimia more than I ever had in my life. After that year, my weight fluctuated quite a bit, but I was always within 20 lbs. (9 kgs.) or so of the weight I was when I met him.
Here's a couple of pictures that I found the other day of us:
Sorry for the white cropping around the photo. I scanned those pictures. I'm not sure why they look like that. Anyways...He and I are facebook friends so he may have noticed that I'm smaller now since I've kept my profile pictures updated. Honestly I don't think he's noticed.
See, that's the problem with that guy and that relationship. He was very, very self-obsessed. I know that I wouldn't be able to stand being with him now. But in my heart, he remains...special? The one that got away? My Mr. Big?
Please don't think that I don't love Matthew, my current fella, and the father of my kids. But our relationship has always been so much work (see a trend?). And it has always been one-sided in many ways. I love him, but it has never been that intense, life-changing sort of love.
So I wish that I could bump into HIM. He lives in a different state so it doesn't seem likely. But I want him to...eat his heart out? See what he's missing? Long like I long?