I am fat and I wish not to be. I have been fat since the third grade and as my 30th birthday approaches I have been trying to make an effort to slim down and hopefully marry the man of my dreams. I have met this man and we dated. He consumes my thoughts and my desires. I recently became friends with him on Facebook. Before that we have not spoken since 2007. Plus he lives in Los Angeles and I live in Seattle. Ain’t that about a bitch!
This is my effort to get my feelings down and come to terms for the reason I became fat, hoping it can lead to the gateway of being skinny. I want to be regular sized not only for the fashion, but to ward of diabetes, heart problems and generally an early death due to complications of obesity. Fuck I hate that word! Obesity….It leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I’m also sick of the insults, being ignored by men and hearing the words “You have such a pretty face”, like my body is defective or something.
So here goes. It’ll be crazy at times but I think the journey will be worth it. I don’t care how long it takes. This Hopefully Former Fat Girl will maybe just maybe discover herself and show the world what the shit is really about. One Love.