I smile at the fact that even my lower arms are bigger than most women's hips.


I smile at the fact that even my lower arms are bigger than most women's hips. My tummy rumbles again so I begin to run my fat hands over the rolls and bulges that rise 4 feet off of the bed. As I lay there waiting for one of the kitchen staff to bring me my breakfast I think back to how I got here. It was seven years a go that I met Bob, my husband. I was a senior in college studying Nursing. I met him at a party and immediately fell hard. It took three weeks for me to get a date with him. I thought it was because of my weight. At the time I carried 135 pounds on my 5'1" frame. While most people called me chubby, I thought of myself a fat. A fatso in a thin world. I went on a crash diet while waiting for our date. Finally, I asked him out. He then told me that he was waiting for the right time to ask me out, I flipped.

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