Hello in there?

Jun 07, 2010

     I was shaving about twenty minutes ago and watched myself carefully in the mirror.  The realization of meeting a new me is a little overwhelming when I think of it.   I was born 10lbs 8 ounces, had chubby cheeks and chubby legs and oh such a cute tummy when I was a baby.  I grew and grew, keeping the chubby cheeks and chubby little legs and the tummy rounded me out.

     Hitting elementary school as an over weight child was horrid and junior high and high school was a fight for survival.  Daily beatings and name callings gave me a permanent grimace and a not take crap from anyone attitude. 

     I look at the healed flesh of my body and see the scars... One from a knife slashed across my arm from just being the fat kid.  Was I so different that I caused fear and hatred in so many?

     Why is it so hard to see my own self?  I think maybe weight loss is just a rumor and you all are part of a single conspiracy, right?  Damn imagination is just as paranoid as I am!  ;)

     I'll have to take my new self out for...  Ummm... no more soda or coffee... umm... tea?  We'll catch up on new times and try and forget about the old.

T.

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