PreOp pictures...painful?

I was just going through some photo albums today.  And as proud as I am of the lengths I've come, and I'm not ashamed of the old me...the pictures were unnecessarily painful.  I don't want this to come off the wrong way.  Because in most ways I'm the same person now.  And I loved that person to death.  But that person couldn't be who she wanted to be and she put up with so much crap.  And looking at those pictures reminds me of all that.  

I read a topic like this before on the 20's board about facebook pictures.  And the consensus was to delete old pictures.  

What is y'alls take?  Do preop photos bother you now?

I hated taking pics before, but now Im a photo ***** Lol, when ever I try on new clothes I must take pics. as for my old pics, I have 2 I saved in my phone to show people how far ive come or how much weight i have lost.. I always get the same reaction wow..

I was at work about a week pre-op literally sticking feet out of a trunk of a car while installing some GPS systems in one of the fleet cars. My belly hanging out my shirt disgusted me at the time and had I not already been so close to a surgery date I would have more than likely lost it(it being my mind not my belly...it was there for the long haul). Even now, only 60 pounds down and still a much smaller belly to hang around, I can't look at that picture without thinking, what were my coworkers thinking? Especially the guy who snapped it. It was just disturbing that I let myself get to that point. I actually didn't realize how big I had gotten until seeing that.

But with that said, I won't be deleting it because I want to always be able to look at that anytime I start to but on a few pounds years down the road and think, it is nothing.

 Stick with it! I have felt the same way about myself and pictures of me pre surgery.  You will get there.  It's a journey so enjoy along the way.  Take and keep pictures now. Nice to compare afterwards and keep you motivated once you are close to maintenance. 

I personally refuse to delete any of those pictures. Many of them are cherished memories captured and even though I hate seeing me that size, it's who I am/was, and nothing is going to take that away. I lived a very fun, full life fat, I was happy, and had no medical problems, my husband loved me fat and now he loves me skinny, our marriage hasn't changed, nor has our love changed because of my pant size because I never allowed my fat to define me as a person. Deleting pictures is not going to delete those memories, nor is getting plastics, no amount of Mederma can rid my stomach of the 18 scars I've gained with all my surgeries that are strictly related to weight loss surgeries, deleting pictures is like denial of that person ever existing. I'm still the same girl, wife and mom I was at 270lbs, and I can't just delete away that person because I don't want to see a tangible reminder of where I allowed myself to get before surgery.

 Well said, USAF wife.  I just also noticed that you and sprout enter your 2nd trimester tomorrow!  

Thank you bunches ! ! ! Technically, I hit 13 weeks today since they moved up my due date, but to change my due date on that ticker is a pain in the butt for just one day ha ha ha.

Nope, actually I love them. I love to see how far I have come.  I love when others see them and see how far I have come. I actually wish I had more pics of myself pre-op.  I could see why some people would want them off though, especially on facebook because facebook is more a representation of yourself at this moment.  This is an interesting topic. Look forward to others responses.

Way back when those pictures were my reality, I hated them!  Oh my word!  There is one that was taken at my son and daughter in law's  going away party.  I am sitting at a table EATING!  Lord, I look like someone ought to have shot me to get me away from the food.

But, since it is no longer my reality, I love it.  It just helps me see that I am succeeding!  I am!! I am!!!!!

I hate looking at pictures of myself in general.. they never live up to the picture I have of myself in my head so why ruin the wonderful fantasy land I live in?