So, it seems that my weight has kept me from dating certain people. I learned that I was friend zoned because my weight was the one and only issue. We have been friends for quite a long time, but this showed that my weight was valued more than a genuine friendship. At first I was a little hurt at the thought that my weight has been viewed as hinderance. But after five minutes, I bounced back. No matter how much I weigh, I’m still the same person that they laughed with. I’m still the same person they called when they need to vent. I’m still the same person who they called for favors. I am not nor do I desire to be anyone’s secret.
It’s not a surprise that I eat. Yes, I prefer ice cream over my veggies. But that does not mean that my life is less meaningful because I carry a higher number of fat than the next. It just means that weight reflects my expert tastebuds. I am not saying that I don’t want to or can’t loose weight. What I am saying is that my weight does not define me.
Being over weight has been a difficult journey my entire life. There’s nothing that I haven’t heard in my 30 years of life. “She’s so cute for a big girl.” “You still feel comfortable doing that with your weight and all?” Blah, blah, blah. I’m use to people assuming that I’m lazy, don’t like nice things and that I’m a bland girl because I’m fat. The look on their faces when they get to know me after they’ve already judged is quite priceless.
My weight can be corrected. But a bland personality and narrow mind can not. It’s a sad case that it went unseen. But it’s currently their issue to deal with and not mine.I am a fat girl. My weight is only a number. I know who I am and I know what I’m not. But my weight does carry more value than who I am as a person.
~Am I N_My_Write_Mind?