Fat to Free to Me
The title of my blog may sound like gibberish, but to me it is the mantra I plan to live by for the next 18 months. I am fat. I hate the word 'fat' but it's what I am. FAT. It's an ugly word, but I intend to own it and beat it. I am fat now, but I won't always be fat. I won't always be a prisoner in my own body the way I am now. I am trapped in this prison that I built for myself. I built it with pizza, cupcakes, tacos, and burgers. I put the bars on the cell with ice cream, cookies, and soda. I plan to break free of the jail cell that is this body, I plan to be free.
Once I am free of the of the weight that I have burdened myself with, I can be the person I used to be. I won't be so embarrassed to leave the house. I won't be afraid of running into someone I knew before I became the slovenly mess I am now. I will be me.
I hope like hell, I have the strength for this...