I just got done looking at tons of before and afters all over the interwebs, and while bieng incredibly inspirational, it is very emotional. I am so proud of all those people, and the difference in the smiles, and the eyes, thats where its at. For some people, its like a mask. The smile is there, but the hurt and the misery is in the eyes. I can look at those before pictures and see myself in them. I am so excited to join everyone in the after pics too, but I am scared too, you know? Will this change me? Will I still be me as the weight comes off? I have to tell myself everyday, "its only been x days! Be patiant!" I try to only weigh once a day, and so far so good, but I look in the mirror as I get out of the shower, and I look in the mirror as I put on makeup, and I pay attention to how my clothing feels, and I see no change. People are already saying "O you can really start to see it in your face!" Why cant I see it? I know its only 12 pounds so far, but I just cant see it. Unrealistic, I know. And you know, now I know why so many people choose not to share with others in thier life that they had WLS. I swear if one more person says "O they took the easy road" I am going to pound them!!! This isnt easy!! Its actually quite hard when everyone around you is enjoying the foods that you used to love, and no one else has worries about whether or not they are getting enough protein, and enough water!! Its hard to put on a bathingsuit after 14 years and get into a public pool and water jog in front of a bunch of people. Its all hard, but thats what makes you stronger right??