Friday, September 14, 2012

On fat and ridiculousness.

I am fat.
It becomes increasingly more apparent to me as each day progresses.
Sometimes I think to myself, "Oh, I'm not that fat, really."
Then I see myself in the mirror.
Or my pants/dress/shirt won't fit right.
Or I see someone else.

And I remember how disgustingly fat I am. 

Why wasn't I just born thin?

1 comment:

  1. I feel the same way. And just to give you a little encouragement. If you couldn't tell from all the comments I left, I just went through and read all your posts on this blog. I believe in you. I wouldn't have read all the way through if I didn't. You can do this. And if you need, we can do this together. :)


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