Two Weddings, Two Different People
The first picture is one of the very first before shots I ever posted. It was at a cousin’s wedding in December of 2008, right before I started my journey.
I remember the day this picture was taken.
It took me hours to find a decent dress shirt and pants — I couldn’t make a trip to my beloved Big & Tall store due to a lack of time, I had to rely on the mall. I finally found a 4XL shirt at Dillard’s and a pair of khakis (48 or 50 w) to accompany it.
My wife and I drove separately to the church as I had to stay late for work. Walking into the church and meeting her before the ceremony I remember telling her how horrible I looked. I was sweating profusely (like always), my shirt was constantly becoming untucked, and I was just generally uncomfortable around all of these beautiful people dressed up in their Sunday best.
Bluntly, and truthfully, I felt like a big fat slob.
Fast forward a wedding. This time I watched my sister get married. It was an outdoor wedding, yet I didn’t have a drop of sweat on me. I wore shirts and pants that were teetering between a medium and a large. I must have received at least 20 comments about my looks from family and folks who haven’t seen me in the last several months. People were pointing.
I walked up to two different family members at the wedding, shook their hands and stared right into their faces, and they just didn’t recognize me…
I had to tell them my name.