Fat

Fat Young, fun, and sixteen. All the boys droolin over me. walking gracefully down the hall. in my heels walking tall. Rockin belly shirts and sexy mini skirts. Always showin skin Happy and barbie thin. 1 year gone by, gained some weight but still feelin okay. Another year and 10 lbs more. But still cute no matter what I wore. highschool graduation passes. over my belt my belly surpasses. Four years later My mirror, I hate her. 200 lbs now lookin like a fat cow. gained so much weight too depressed to even date. buy diet pills run tread mills. 20lbs less but I still look a mess. Tired of shopping at the plus size store. Pass a hot guy and know I’m not what he’s looking for. Start hanging out at the bar where the cute guys are. too scared to talk, just look and smile from afar. start running around the block doing crunches, lunges, and what not. Wow another 20lbs gone I feel new confidence start to spawn. “Damn, I need a sexy girl like you” Guy’s comments making me feel brand new. 10 more pounds off the scale. Got guys chasing my tail. It’s not over and I know I’m still not done, But the hardest battle against myself has already been won. -Emi