Love

I can still remember being thin and toned. I remember looking down and seeing my feet and having space between my thighs not having to lift my belly to put my pants on and being able to run and walk easily and not feel like I was carying a box of lead up the stairs everytime I climbed them. The thing is I don't miss it. I love looking down and seeing my belly, having my thighs jiggle and rub together, lifting up my belly, not being able to run and taking forever to walk, and feel the heaviness of my belly trying to climb stairs and everything. i love how it sits on my lap and always asks for more food. I love how it my arms wave and how tight my clothes get. I'm okay with it. I want it :)