Always weigh yourself after peeing and before having a beer.
...It just wouldn't be accurate otherwise ;-)
I'm down to a solid 160. *gasp* Yes, I mentioned my weight on a public site. I'm not proud of it. I've never been the type to embrace my size. I've always hated being bigger. The only time I've ever been under 150 was when I was nearing eating disorder, and at the lowest I was around 105. As much as I hate to admit it, it has really become a confidence issue. I feel like I'm always comparing myself with others. Then when I see big girls with attractive men I just sit wondering "What does she have that I don't?" I don't even want to be referred to as "big," "chunky," "voluptuous," "curvy," oh and my new favorite "thick." They all equal one word: "FAT."
The saying always goes that "It's what is on the inside that counts." I don't believe that's true the least bit. This little thing called animal instinct takes over, causing our senses to be more receptive than mental stimulation. Guys don't want to take home a girl that he thinks might squash him. Sorry to be so explicit but we can't deny it's not true.
So ya... whole point was about me struggling with appearance issues, but I'm getting freaking tired so I'll finish this on a later date.
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