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"So, I think I&amp;#x27;m the last person on the planet to get a Facebook account; I just got one, like, 7 seconds ago. And apparently your friends can &amp;quot;tag&amp;quot; you in photos they post on their own profile pages, meaning even if you&amp;#x27;re in a group photo on their Facebook page, the photo will show up on your page, too, so all your &amp;quot;friends&amp;quot; can see it. Just skip to the second paragraph if I&amp;#x27;m not making any sense (mostly because I still don&amp;#x27;t quite understand FB yet... like what the heck&amp;#x27;s the difference between wall-to-wall and just writing on someone&amp;#x27;s wall?) Anyway, I digress, but here&amp;#x27;s the point.My friend posted a couple of pictures of me from when I was significantly heavier than I am now... and I sorta cringed when I saw them. I&amp;#x27;d like to say I felt nothing but pride for how far I&amp;#x27;ve come, but the truth is, I was embarrassed. I thought of all the people--like old high school friends, old coworkers--who&amp;#x27;d see the photos, have no idea that I&amp;#x27;m &amp;quot;shaping up&amp;quot; or writing a shape-up blog, and think, &amp;quot;Wow, I can&amp;#x27;t believe she let herself go like that.&amp;quot; And I had an I-want-to-crawl-under-the-covers-and-never-come-out moment. I know, I know, the past is the past. And I also know better than to worry about what other people think; it&amp;#x27;s SUCH a waste of energy. Plus, I adhere to the belief that it&amp;#x27;s much more powerful to move TOWARDS something (a body I love) than AWAY from something (a body I hated). So if I applied that principle to looking at old photos of myself, I wouldn&amp;#x27;t spend any time running away from the person in the photos; I&amp;#x27;d just focus on who I want to be in new photos (and in my life) today, tomorrow, 10 years from now. And telling myself these things helps (it really does). But still, I wish I wasn&amp;#x27;t still carrying around the shame of being overweight. But maybe the shame--so ingrained in my mind from too many embarrassing experiences to recount in one post--is much harder to shed than the pounds? Can any of you relate? If so, do YOU feel embarrassed or proud when you see old photos of yourself from when you were heavier? P.S. Here&amp;#x27;s a pic of me and my friend Amanda from a trip to Greece in July 2006: And here we are again, a couple of weeks ago (August 2008) in Croatia: "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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