I realize that not all of you are fat, but some of you are overweight. And
really, please don’t take offense. I’m actually posing the question to myself. Why are you fat Miss Carli? I figure deep down inside there must be a part of me that enjoys carrying around the extra pounds. I know it sounds ridiculous, but logically, there must be something about it that I like that I’m holding to. There must be some part of working out 5 days a week and eating burgers and fries for dinner (that was yesterday) that I like.
My little sister and I were sitting around while we were supposed to be going to gym and starting discussing our weight. It was so funny because she had the
same reasoning that I had. She said there must be something about it that I
like, if I continue to stay like this. On some level this must work for me.
Honestly, I’m kinda scared. I wonder if I lose all the weight and become “the perfect 10,” then what? What will I do with all the emotions I currently shove down with food? Will I become a smoker? a drug addict? a mean evil person? I don’t even know who I am without “overweight” being a part of my description. I don’t have any good answers for you guys. Just random thoughts going through my mind. This post may not make sense to anyone but me. But, if it does feel free to leave comment and let me know what you think?
If you won the prize title of Obese, or even Severely Obese (*raises hand*), why are you there?