Pretty.

Today was the first time I had been called pretty in a VERY long time.

Today about 8 people told me I was pretty. And 2 of them weren't little kids or girls just simply answering a compliment (aka, "You look really pretty" "You too").

Those two great boys simply telling me I was pretty really made my day.

I was in a funk again. I wasn't going to eat again. I was going to do so well and only eat breakfast and just let myself starve the rest of the time. Anything to look pretty.

I ate breakfast to get my metabolism moving.

I ate lunch (no matter how small it was) because Tyrone wanted to buy me lunch because he was thankful for my willingess to serve. I ate lunch because I felt talented and appreciated.

I ate dinner because Nedly complimented my dress and then told me I was very pretty. It was because of that comment I was able to sit down with a plate of food.

I even had a cookie because Daniel said I looked very pretty today.

I am even considering trying to lose weight the healthy way because after all the compliments about my dress the whole day he told me that I was pretty without the dress too, it's just a nice dress.

I know it's weird for a bigger person to struggle with that but I do and those nice words really made my day. They really saved me on a bad day. :)