I had another one of those epiphanies the other night.
I'm not fat anymore. I'm. Not. Fat. Any. More.
I used to equate "fat" with "me", so now, outside of these epiphanies, I can't imagine myself as not fat, because if there's no fatness, there's no me.
I don't feel any smaller. When you're fat you imagine that, if you lost weight, you could feel your fat bubble around you, and imagine your skinny self aware of that feeling. It doesn't work that way. When you're thin, you still fill out your skin.