I don’t like being fat. I don’t like feeling like I’m being stared at or looked at different because I’m fat. I don’t like feeling uncomfortable and crying and getting upset everytime I go shopping for clothes. I don’t like yelling at my mom when she trys to talk to me about losing weight. She just trys to help, and I blow up like a gaint bitch. She makes me watch shows about losing weight and read articles- I could live without that. But when she tells me what to do or what to eat or how to do things, I still get crazy like a mofo. All she does is try to care. And I give her nothing but disrespect back.

I want a change. I am going to change. In the year of 2012, I AM going to lose atleast 50 pounds. I’ve done it before, mother fucker I can do it again!