I am paraniod of getting fat...again. I'm constantly worried that I'll pile on the pounds and become extra large again. I have lived with being fat for years. Eversince I can remember. My weight has yo-yoed for the most part of my life. I have received my share of the fat stigma. I have been called names, pinched, laughed at, and pitied.
After I lost the weight, I felt so much better. Physically, mentally, emotionally and every sort of *ally's* I can think of. Inside however, I still felt fat. Living with myself for years, then suddenly shedding half of me... It takes a while getting used to it.
I am still living with being fat. The struggle to be thin in my mind is a constant battle for me. Sad but true.
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