I'm fat.  Always have been.  Always will be.  At least in my head.
 

It started out as a small obsession with food.  Ok, a LARGE obsession with food.  "What are we going to eat for lunch?  Dinner?  Tomorrow?"  As if the United States has a shortage of food and I'm going to suddenly find myself walking to the middle of a village with a burlap sack, hauling as much white rice as I can carry.  (That would never happen because I can't eat rice, but that's another story.)
 

So, naturally, the food obsession led to fatness.  A great amount of fatness.   For awhile I called it baby fat.  But, you can only get away with that for 15 or 16 years so I had to face the fats facts.  I. Was. Fat.
 

You'd think losing weight would be easy, no?  I mean,simple: don't eat.  Right.  Simple.  That's like saying "don't think of the color blue."  See, you just thought of the color blue.  Didn't you?  Stop lying.  I know you did.
 

I decided to take the hard way -- the path I choose mostly in my life because it brings such utter frustration and contempt for all living, breathing things.  I diet.  But, not just ANY diet.  It's Weight Watchers!  They didn't tell me at the first meeting that I'd be watching my weight . . . GO UP!
 

It's a sad fact.  Diets. Don't. Work. Ever.  I dieted my weigh way to this:
 

They do say the camera adds about 350 lbs.  But, I don't think they meant just holding said camera adds 350 lbs.  But, I could be wrong.  That's what I'm banking on, at least.

I'm a tease.  So you'll have to weight wait until another time to learn more.  That should be enough to whet satiate your appetite.

And that's my story and I'm sticking to it (because I'm too fat to get off the couch!)
 

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