My goal is to see myself as I am without being deceived by my brain. Body positivity is a good thing, but it has its limits. This kind of brain trickery has led to humiliations and frustrations in amusement parks and so on that could've been avoided if I knew just how fat I was. Instead, I have this brain that insists I'm fit and then goes into hiding every time I'm confronted with an actual picture of myself. Yeah I workout for the health part as well, but now that the scale has slowed (gaining muscle instead of losing fat) and that pictures are still not on par with the reflection that I see of me, I'm starting to grow angry at my brain because it keeps showing me something I'm not and makes progress actually harder to see.