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Well, hi there person searching for "fat"!
Since you brought it up...
Yes. I'm fat.
I haven't always been fat, infact, there was a time where I was rather thin, but for the most part, I've always been "Just right".
Problem was, I've always THOUGHT I was fat, even when, in reality, I wasn't.
I'd starve myself, I'd take laxatives, I'd exercise excessively, I'd take diet pills all in an effort to not be fat anymore, so I'd stop hating myself and what I saw in the mirror.
People would tell me I was crazy, that I wasn't fat, but I thought they were lying.
I'd cry a lot, because I hated how I looked.
Now, at 33 years old, I know what it feels like to truly BE fat. Not just THINK I am. I can no longer fit in the size 9 jeans I used to curse. I can't even fit in the size 14 jeans I would cry about.
I don't like this body I'm living in now, infact? I hate it, however, I'm learning to not base my worth as a human being on this body. I want to lose weight, because I want to be healthy and fit. I want the aches and joint pain to stop. I want the thighs to stop rubbing together so as not to start forest fires in the heat, if you catch my drift.
In the past, I made the huge mistake of not enjoying life because of my weight. I'd turn down invitations, I'd lie to get out of seeing people, I'd make excuses and promises of "next time!"
I don't do that anymore, because I realize that I'm only cheating myself and the ones I love out of memories that we will cherish as we grow older. I never want to miss out on another memory. However, I don't enjoy the experience as much as I could because I have shame and embarrassment about the weight.
I'm working on losing the weight, but this time, I am trying to do it "the right way". I'm doing it slowly, taking small steps (as Joelle always says) and I'm working on The Inside as well.
I used to talk about it alot here, but I've stopped doing that. People can be cruel, people can be judgemental and many times when I'd write about my weight, I felt like I was misunderstood.
I hate being misunderstood.
I've made some progress, since giving birth to my third child, not as much as I'd hoped to have made in 10 months, but it's STILL progress and I'm proud of myself for how far I've come.







I hope you know how beautiful you are, Yvonne.