July 15th, 2016

I woke up Monday morning of this week feeling positive and ready to take on the World again. I no longer felt sad- or at least I told myself that lie. I had curled my hair, put on makeup, and as I glanced at my reflection in the mirror I could finally see a glimmer of the old me. Due to my recent unhealthy diet of wine and cheetos, I could actually fit into my sister's clothes (pre-baby weight). That morning I chose a tight fitting black pencil skirt and a flattering white lace top pairing it with black heels. Yes, watch out World! 

Of course, in a small town when you walk down the street looking like you stepped out of a scene from Sex and the City, heads will turn. Unfortunately, not in the way I had hoped. I was suddenly awar...

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