I'm having a sort of rough day. Truth be told, I'm having sort of a rough week. See, I moved here to get healthy, which meant gaining a certain amount of weight back. But I've gained a lot, and now I'm kind of scared to go home. Everyone there knows me as a skinny girl, and I'm not anymore. I'm not the girl I used to be. And for the most part, that's a good thing. But I feel like I used to be pretty, and I worry that that's really changed as well. I'm not the pretty friend anymore; I'm the fat friend. And that really fucking sucks. What are people going to say...?
Tonight, I'm grateful for my wonderful neighbors who made me forget about all my worries for a while.
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You are NOT fat. You are absolutely beautiful. Please don't let yourself or anyone else tell you otherwise. You will ALWAYS manage to turn more heads than the rest of us when we go out, and because we love you, we won't bitch slap you for it. :) Phil loves you the way you are now, your friends and family love you, and you've worked really hard to love yourself like you do now. That's all that matters.
ReplyDeleteIf the people you encounter back home say anything or convey anything other than they love you, they aren't worth your time. You are beautiful, NOT fat, and what matters now is that you are in a better place - not what others think. I hope to see you when you get back to this area. :)
ReplyDeleteI love you <3
--Deb R. Larsen