And The Story Continues

If you know me, you already know these few facts. For others, let me get you up to speed:

Since 2009, I've been on a long, arduous journey of losing weight, trying to keep it off, and struggling to get down to what is considered healthy. I understand that while my goal at the moment is to be considered "normal" by BMI standards (something I don't believe I've ever been, to be honest), I also know that BMI isn't inclusive of all factors that affect weight, and that when I reach my visual "I am happy with how I look", it might not be within the normal range, persay. However, I'm digressing.
The point is that I'm an overweight person by physical standards. My mental state still sees me as obese some days, which is something that I know will probably always be there to some extent.

The other major point to this story is my boyfriend of the last 8 years [technically it isn't 8 years yet, but 8 days short. Close enough for me]. When we met, and for the majority of our relationship, he's been a rail, so to speak. Tall and skinny, and losing weight unintentionally. Since I already had self-esteem issues related to my weight, I projected some of that onto our relationship.

Why do I bring this up? Well, one of my things I'm trying to get better at in 2016 is to actually read all the shit I bookmark and note on my Todoist as "To Read Later". One of the articles I bookmarked sometime last year, or maybe even before that, was an article about being in a mixed-weight relationship and how others' expectations for what type of person you "should" date can affect your view of the relationship you're in. 

Don't get me wrong; it's a legit article. And mentally, I do need to work through some issues.

The main thing, and I have to keep reminding myself, is that's not us anymore.

I've lost weight; he's gained some. As of each of our last weigh-ins, respectively, we were less than a pound apart. And for a few days, he actually weighed more than me, which was kind of mind-blowing for my inner fat chick.

Which is where the title comes in. The Boy and I are no longer that trope of "fat chick and skinny guy." And while I'm thankful for our history, I'm really excited about the future that lays ahead--one where we both are trying to be healthier, for each other and ourselves.