I stopped to take this picture tonight, on my way to my evening class. I had to stop for a second, because I found the view so beautiful.

Today, I woke up terribly late and I didn't exercice. I did homework all day and I didn't write. I didn't eat anything bad, but I didn't eat great. If I look at my day in the views of weight loss, what I focused on so much in the past, it would of been a failure. I would of gone to bed feeling like I didn't accomplish anything. But today, I spent the day smiling, stopping homework to enjoy the sun on my face. I woke up singing and I didn't feel like I needed to not eat to lose weight or to eat to feel better: I ate because I was hungry. I am going to go to bed happy, fulfilled and feeling good about my day.

And that's what took me three years to reach. Happiness at whatever weight.