Yes that’s right folks. Just do it. You know I’ve always held off doing things because I was fat. That trip, that date, that new job. All cause I’m a little chunky. So what’s stopping me now? Nothing I guess. I did the first step. I dropped the label “bipolar”. Now I’ve just gotta embrace the fat.
I am doing things to change my situation, but I am living as well. Well maybe not as much living as I would like to, because who wants to see a fat girl skydiving? Hmm. I can see myself gliding, and there will be a universal “PLOP” on the pavement on my way down. I know gravity is not my friend.
So if you’re moping around cause you’re fat, just embrace it. You’re fat. So what? I’m fat, she’s fat, he’s fat, the dog is fat. Screw it. Just live. Life will be over soon, and you will be fat in your coffin. The pallbearers will all be breaking their backs to cart your fat ass off to the grave. And what did you do? You spent your whole life waiting for that moment to be skinny. Now you’re dead. And you didn’t even live. So just be fat and live life. Love yourself. That’s what I am going to do. And who knows maybe I will even get a date? Wink Wink 🙂