Big And Beautiful?
Hello everyone. My weight now is the highest it's ever been.
I am at an explosive 336 lbs. Everyday is just a struggle to wake up.
From the time I wake up I'm tired again. My knees scream in agony as I take the
first steps out of my bed. I look in the mirror and see a morbidly obese woman. I try my hardest
to see myself as a beautiful morbidly obese woman, but it's so difficult to use those words all in
the same sentence. Getting motivated in the morning is so discouraging. I hardly ever
wear makeup because I always ask myself "what's the point?" I usually just end up
wearing a pair of sweatpants and a large sweater in an attempt to hide my hideous body.
I go to work and stand listlessly behind the counter as I scan the customer's purchases and
place them into their bag. I come home in the evening to an empty house and wait for a
friend to call, but usually just end up falling asleep in the chair watching late night television
shows and a half eaten tub of melted Ben and Jerry's in my lap. My snoring wake me up
and I drag myself to bed where I lay down...alone...and uncomfortably roll around for an hour or
two before falling asleep only to wake up in the morning to repeat the entire process over again.