Showing posts with label Refections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Refections. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

A New Journey - Looking for Jodi

I have decided to share my personal thoughts about my weight loss journey and what it is like now to be this thin person.


I have had really deep discussions with myself and conducted alot of research with regards to disorders and things to try to come up with some kind of solution to my questions.

Life in this body is just so different now.  And I know to even write that sounds ridiculous, of course life is different. But until you have undergone such a transformation you might not really understand where I am coming from.

So I thought I would start at the beginning with my self analysis. It might help someone else really consider having something this radical done, just for the change in mentality and then weight loss is an added bonus.

Childhood.

I was a little chubbo as a baby, but most babies are arent they. You get a little older and start to loose your "baby fat" and start to become the little person you will eventually grow up to be.

And that did happen for me.  Here I am as a baby and then getting towards 2 years old, maybe older and I am a normal little girl.


    

But as I was approaching 3 something kinda dramatic happened and I think thats when things took a bit of a turn for me.  I really dont know for sure, because I was too young to understand things really, but looking through the photos of when I was little and remembering incidences that I was told about I start to put a few things together.






















You have to admit, I am a pretty cute kid.  In the 1930's there was a little actress called Shirley Temple. She was well known for her curly hair and right up into the 1970s she stayed in the spotlight due to her political alliances.

Around this time I visited my Uncle and Aunt in Sydney.  My uncle was doing some work for Grace Bros at the time. (I am trying to put together timelines at the moment with the little information I have) They must have shown someone my photo from above and loved my curls.  They wanted me to model for them.  My Uncle and Aunt tried to convince my Mum to allow me to live with them in Sydney for a period of time to go work for Grace Bros.

I think about this now, and it just confounds me that I was presented with that kind of opportunity at such a young age! Believe me, even if my Mum had of allowed me to do it I wouldn't have left my Mum to live with my creepy Uncle!!! I wasn't his biggest fan that's for sure!  But I think this one incident was the catalyst that set my life on a path that I just didn't think was mine, Its really hard to put into words without making it sound too simplistic for the dramatic mental disorder that I believe it become.

So we will leave this little story here for now and venture into more juicy stuff later.....

Thank you for taking the time to read this.  If you ever have any questions about the things i have documented on this Blog, please dont hesitate to message me. Im a very friendly person! :)


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