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May 11, 2010
I feel terrible at this moment. I've never weighed this much before in my life. 137. I look down at the number; my mind goes blank.
Last year, I thought that 133 was the worst thing in the world. 133 is what I weighed when I was bloated. 125 was my normal weight. That was last summer. I never ate junk food, ever. Then, after this boy that I liked, my best friend, stopped hanging out with me, I figured "Oh, I guess I don't really need to look good for anyone now." Small amounts of junk food here and there turned into my everyday eating ritual. I scarcely eat anything healthy anymore. You may think, "Oh, 137 isn't so bad." However, when you're 5 feet tall and can no longer hide a slowly growing belly, it feels alot worse than it may be. When your dad's girlfriend makes comments about your weight, it hurts, even if they are jokes. When you look at your old pictures compared to your recent ones, it hurts. You realize that your face got much wider than before. You don't like what the eyes of your newly widened face see. Therefore, I've joined this site as a support group to help me with my weight loss journey. It's on.
-Amy Kay
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