Like all of you, I have dealt with the new body while trying to shed the thoughts of the old. At my highest 372. and when I was big in general my self esteem was through the roof. I was big, I knew that and anyone else who was looking knew it as well. But I was also smart, outgoing, assertive, and fun to be around as well. When I was big my thought was "I have everything that a skinny woman does just more, and better, and if you can't see that "Shame on you", NEXT!!!! " Now that I am among that "average", or "normal" size. I find that I am always looking again to try to hide, tuck, or camoflage this new body. I mostly think that it is the sagging skin that gets me down. I am a size 12 now, and I know that if I could afford to have plastic surgery that I would surely be a 7 or 8. Not that I am not happy with the size, but sometimes the way clothes fits, and mostly my boobs. That look like two hound dogs ears at a fight with no bra. Before I had big beautiful boobs, and they were my joy and biggest assest. I miss them terribly, never thought I would, but I do. Now I find myself wondering where all the men are. It seems harder to me now that I am thin to meet men than it was when I was bigger Then I could pick and choose, and now there is no choice. What's a girl to do.