I’ve decided to take a photo of myself in a bikini (that doesn’t fit properly at all right now) every 10 days during this adventure and on day 100 it better fit properly!
The last time I was comfortable in a bikini I was 26 and on my honeymoon at a Sandals resort in Jamaica.
I came across the photos from that trip while cleaning out some boxes buried in my closet. It stung a bit to have his face on these images in my hands – but it wasn’t pain this time. It wasn’t even regret. It was just disappointment that the whole thing ever happened. That I was ever that naive. What a mark I was. The rube in his long con.
100 Days Lighter 