tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post3214378389025047342..comments2024-02-13T00:36:03.076-08:00Comments on rediscovering jetta: Looking in the mirror.Jetta...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02377762361144007150noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post-51165775062894036812010-01-19T07:14:43.680-08:002010-01-19T07:14:43.680-08:00Thanks for the cry! I can feel your pain in your ...Thanks for the cry! I can feel your pain in your words and I can feel my own pain as I read the very words that could have easily come right out of my mouth. Bless you Jetta!justastonesthrowawayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02225984632890039200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post-24080150114891555502010-01-13T08:07:18.914-08:002010-01-13T08:07:18.914-08:00I understand this 100%. Like when you get a glimp...I understand this 100%. Like when you get a glimpse of yourself in a store window and you know that it can't be YOU. UGH. I love that you're so open about your journey. You've given me a lot to think about.Suzannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09305115475768268004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post-18050342911783569862010-01-11T07:03:33.046-08:002010-01-11T07:03:33.046-08:00I can feel your pain through your words. You'...I can feel your pain through your words. You've worked so hard. It will be quite the day when you want to go out and buy a three way mirror because you look so amazing. Keep on keepin' on:)Farmgirl Paintshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17205054615599523192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post-71017686585739146622010-01-11T06:34:42.765-08:002010-01-11T06:34:42.765-08:00Jetta,
The words jumped off the page and hit me w...Jetta,<br /><br />The words jumped off the page and hit me with right in the face... I have battled with weight my entire life and the mirror has always been my enemy too. 4 years ago, I had lost 30 lbs now that may not seem like alot but to me it was huge. For the first time, I was able to look in the mirror and love the person I saw... It was amazing.. But after 2 1/2 years, I let the stress in my life take control, again. So, I am back to hating the mirror.. Today, you challenged me to find that girl again. ThanksCity Girl Turns Countryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16538263665000991835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post-86049202583363918052010-01-08T10:48:09.607-08:002010-01-08T10:48:09.607-08:00I can hardly wait for the day when you can see the...I can hardly wait for the day when you can see the beautiful, strong, amazing woman we all see ... I love you!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083171200653815226.post-64553041676394913012010-01-08T09:37:06.368-08:002010-01-08T09:37:06.368-08:00I can totally relate to this, Jetta. I cry when I ...I can totally relate to this, Jetta. I cry when I have to look in the mirror to get ready to go out- and it is not even a full length mirror. In fact the one in my bathroom is one of those 3 door medicine cabinets and sadly, I know just how to angle the mirrors so that I look ok and can actually make it out of the house. :( The one I hate the most is at the hair dresser. I am setting there like a huge lump in a cape with a huge face and I think "What am I doing here? How can a cut or color mean anything when my face looks like that?" It is really sad. Thanks for giving me hope and inspiration to do something about it. BTW- I look forward daily to reading your blog :)<br /><br />HeatherHeather Fayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00893742462687921740noreply@blogger.com