Mission Me

I'm just an average girl sitting in her bedroom in bright yellow spanks and a tank top feeling the weight of her weight. I am making a promise so that I can outdo all the other "promises" and healthy bullshit I have posted here before. I'm on a mission for health, a mission for me. It is called "Mission Me" in fact, and I'm doing it for only one person in this entire world.
I want to feel good about myself, I want to stop crawling in my own skin and instead, stand up tall and proud in it. I'm tired of feeling less than and ALWAYS compelled to compare myself to every other female around me (for better OR worse). This is day 1 of Mission Me, and thus far, my belly and my brain are at odds. One asks for sweets and the other forewarns and demands greatness of me. I want peace of mind and body. Mission Me requires time, it's not something that is easy nor is it something that will come within a day or two. Discipline, dedication, and hard work are the three main requirements, and because I have friends on board with me and the "lose it" app on my phone, I believe I can do it. I'm not going to post recipes, healthy choices I've made, or plans on here anymore, I'm going to write freely and mention progress being made. I can give all the bells and whistles required to build a better me, but if I'm not getting results then what's the point?
I've set Mission Me into gear as of today and plan to power through so that I no longer have to cover up at the beach, feel "gross", and mentally degrade myself with every bite of food. I'm setting myself free, because under this extra weight is the confident and bright person I know that I am. Sounding corny? That's because I'm telling the truth for the first time. I want to wear floral jeans too! I want those neon cut-off shorts, and I want to wear a bandeau without looking like it's only there for censorship. I don't want my thighs to rub each other so severely that they nearly set on fire, I want to be 100% capable of being a bright spot on this planet instead of wasting my prime on being insecure. Admittedly, as I write this, I'm becoming increasingly anxious, but I think that's a good thing. This is not a challenge to be taken lightly, because it's something I'm doing for myself. This is Mission Me.