So I'm big-boned, made to carry a lot of weight. I had a really nasty weight lifting accident in about 1998 (I was 19 or 20), couldn't really work out, could barely walk, got depressed, got lazy, and went from about 220 lbs to 320 lbs (over the course of a few years). I'd made efforts to lose it, and did lost good chunks of it here and there, but laziness, reaggrivated injuries, and combinations thereof caused me to quit and gain most of it back. Well I finally got really pissed off about it this summer. I went on a nasty crash diet and damn-the-torpedoes exercise regime, and lost 90 lbs. Before, people guessed I weighed about 250 (when I was 320 - see, I am made to be big). Now I'm about 230, and sometimes people claim to barely recognize me. Objective analysis of behavior patterns and third party interviewing (eg a girl friend goes up to a girl in a bar and asks what she thinks about that guy in the corner) demonstrate that I'm pretty damn good looking. But I don't feel it! I guess this is a self-image thing. I don't feel any smaller or slimmer. I'm not comfortable going out without a shirt on. When I try on my "fat clothes" - you know, the shirts that look like a small tent on me now, the pants that can hold two of me - there's a nagging idea that someone actually switched them out and that it's the clothes that are bigger. In eight years of being fattie mcfatfat, did I just grow a permanent "fattie" self image? What's there to do about it?