Weight has been really an unbelievably big deal for women. Blame it on the media; media is such a mind control.
I used to not give a shit to my weight. I did not care whether my uniforms would need repairs and adjustments due to some inches picked. I did not care whether people could see my flab shaking for my slightest moves like waving an arm or even lifting it. But now, I’m afraid I’m one of those women who are left with no other choice but resist the curse of being fat.
I still don’t want to be a Nicole Richie or an Olsen twin, but when family and friends start picking on my weight, I just get annoyed. Sometimes, even people I hardly know would detect that I have really reaped some pounds. How much more annoying is that?
I was miserable, that no Tyra Banks could make me feel pleased about myself, and my weight for the most part. So, I would start depriving and starving myself from the moment I wake up. Though, at the end of the day, I would dine all I want without caring whether I would gain twice as much.
Now, it gets me thinking. Do I feel miserable because I’m fat, or because people say I’m fat?
I used to not give a shit to my weight. I did not care whether my uniforms would need repairs and adjustments due to some inches picked. I did not care whether people could see my flab shaking for my slightest moves like waving an arm or even lifting it. But now, I’m afraid I’m one of those women who are left with no other choice but resist the curse of being fat.
I still don’t want to be a Nicole Richie or an Olsen twin, but when family and friends start picking on my weight, I just get annoyed. Sometimes, even people I hardly know would detect that I have really reaped some pounds. How much more annoying is that?
I was miserable, that no Tyra Banks could make me feel pleased about myself, and my weight for the most part. So, I would start depriving and starving myself from the moment I wake up. Though, at the end of the day, I would dine all I want without caring whether I would gain twice as much.
Now, it gets me thinking. Do I feel miserable because I’m fat, or because people say I’m fat?
2 comments:
dear, who says you're fat? i haven't seen you in a long time but your pics show you're still HOTT!
tc☼
Awww, thanks dear;) I know, I'm not fat, but yah, I've really gained a lot. But who cares, right?
Salamat dear!
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