𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭… 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 !!!
⭐️ I knew I was going to lose the weight before I had any reason to believe it… I knew I would look the way I’d desire with no proof.
One of the biggest manifestations of my life has been my appearance.
⭐️ Not because I suddenly woke up one day looking different, but because it happened so gradually that one day I looked in the mirror and realized I had become the version of myself I used to imagine years ago!
—I didn’t even know what manifestation was when this all started 🤷🏻♀️
🌸 When I was around 13 years old, I randomly decided that I was going to lose weight around the ages of 21 to 23. I have no idea where that assumption came from. I wasn’t into spirituality. I didn’t know about the Law of Assumption. I wasn’t scripting or affirming.
I just… knew. Or at least I felt like I knew.
Life, however, had other plans for a while…
🌸 Throughout my teenage years, I was constantly on diets. I went to the gym. I lost weight. I gained it back. I tried again. Nothing ever felt permanent.
Then came years where my relationship with my body became even harder. I was bullied. I developed social anxiety. I became incredibly self-conscious. Somewhere along the way, I started seeing my body through other people’s eyes instead of my own.
It wasn’t that I naturally hated my body. I learned to.
🌸 People around me made me feel like there was always something to fix, something to improve, something that wasn’t enough. Eventually, those voices became my own.
▫️ Fast forward to when I was 20… I was still the same. And I remember thinking,
“Well… maybe I won’t lose the weight at 21 after all.”
🌸 I was getting close to that age and NOTHIN in my reality suggested otherwise.
But something else happened instead.
I got tired of putting my life on hold.
I got tired of telling myself I’d wear cute clothes after I lost weight.
I got tired of telling myself I’d feel confident after I lost weight.
I got tired of telling myself I’d enjoy life after I lost weight
▫️One day I literally told myself,
“I’m not waiting anymore.”
🔹So, I started dressing the way I wanted. I experimented with fashion. I learned how to do my makeup. I played with my hair. Started accepting myself how I was. I stopped saving my favorite outfits for a future version of me.
Was I still overweight? Absolutely.
Did I suddenly become the most confident person alive? Not even close.
🔹 But I was finally treating myself like someone worth taking care of instead of someone who had to earn it first!
Looking back at those outfits now, I probably wouldn’t wear half of them again. My style has changed so much.
But I don’t cringe when I see those pictures. I smile. Because that version of me was trying.She was giving herself permission to live before everything looked perfect. And I genuinely think that decision changed my life.
Then, around the age of 21, things started moving???
I lost my first kilos. Then more. Then so much more…. At one point I had lost around 25 kilos in less than a year. I wasn’t at my goal yet, but I never stopped assuming I’d eventually get there.
I didn’t know when… I didn’t know how.I just couldn’t picture a future where I didn’t.
Looking back, that quiet assumption had been with me since I was thirteen.
…Before I knew it, I had lost another twenty kilos.
Around forty kilos altogether…
Did I make changes in my lifestyle? Of course.
I walked more. I eventually found out I had celiac disease and changed the way I ate. I slowly built healthier habits around my new diet. I started caring for myself instead of constantly trying to “fix” myself.
None of those things happened overnight.
Neither did my confidence.
Neither did my relationship with food.
Neither did my relationship with myself.
It all happened little by little. And yet… It happened.
The biggest lesson I took away from all of this wasn’t even about weight.
Sometimes your reality takes time to catch up with the person you’ve already decided you’re becoming.
There were years where absolutely nothing around me suggested I was getting closer to my goal.
If anything, it looked like I was moving further away from it.
Yet that tiny assumption NEVER really left me!
I kept coming back to it… Not desperately. JUST STUBBORNLY.
If you’re reading this and your current reality doesn’t match what you want yet, I want you to know something.
⭐️ Don’t put your life on hold.
⭐️ Don’t wait until you’re prettier.
💫Learn the makeup (if you want)
Become the version of yourself you’re waiting for now!!!
Your current body deserves kindness just as much as your future one💗
Looking back, I don’t think losing the weight is what changed my life — I think deciding I was worthy before I lost it did.
Everything else followed.
And if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s this:
I always get what I truly decide is mine. Sometimes it takes longer than I expected.)
Sometimes it happens in ways I never could have planned.
But eventually… Reality catches up.
I think that’s why mindset mattered more than I realised!
I couldn’t picture my exact appearance because I’d never seen her before.
But I could picture the way she’d carry herself.
The way she’d get dressed.
How confident and unapologetic she’d be.
The way she’d stop apologizing for taking up space.
Looking back, I think I was becoming her long before I physically looked like her✨
