thewillowtree
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Or, at least, I feel that way.
My suspicions are always confirmed when I see them out. The long tresses, the immaculately applied makeup, the long, thin legs, the perfect smiles.
And then there's me. 140 kilograms, waddling beside them like a fat duck after a pub crawl.
I've been battling my weight for a long time. A long, long time. And each time, I lose. And I have to start again.
And my suspicions are always confirmed when I post my selfie in Facebook groups. I choose my best one. 9 likes. Girl 2, more womanly, more feminine, slimmer, BETTER - gets 208 motherfucking likes.
And large part of me dies that instant.
Knowing I don't catch peoples' eyes.
That I am as grey and as ghastly as I believe myself to be.
A shadowy figure in the background, heavyset, that is never noticed.
My suspicions are always confirmed when I see them out. The long tresses, the immaculately applied makeup, the long, thin legs, the perfect smiles.
And then there's me. 140 kilograms, waddling beside them like a fat duck after a pub crawl.
I've been battling my weight for a long time. A long, long time. And each time, I lose. And I have to start again.
And my suspicions are always confirmed when I post my selfie in Facebook groups. I choose my best one. 9 likes. Girl 2, more womanly, more feminine, slimmer, BETTER - gets 208 motherfucking likes.
And large part of me dies that instant.
Knowing I don't catch peoples' eyes.
That I am as grey and as ghastly as I believe myself to be.
A shadowy figure in the background, heavyset, that is never noticed.