Day 14

I’ve been fat almost my entire life, since I was 6 or 7. Aside from one period of obsession back in high school, when I first started this blog, I’ve never really done anything to change that. It’s now or never; I’m prediabetic, and getting short of breath. 

Reasons to stick to my fucking guns and lose some weight:

1. To reverse my prediabetes.

2. To feel more comfortable in my own skin.

3. To be overall healthier.

4. To buy cuter clothes.

5. To attract less attention.

And last but not least:

6. To be attractive to my boyfriend. He says he likes me the way I am, and he constantly makes appreciative noises and comments, but I know what his type is and it’s NOT me. I just want to hear those wolf whistles and believe them, you know? I don’t now. I’m disgusting now.