the biting truth

 

Thursday, February 5, 2009

ugly fat

Ugh. The fat is just sitting on me. Rolls over the top of my blue jeans. Yuck.

I caught a glimpse of a my reflection yesterday. Sadly, one of my fat rolls is as big as my boobs. Great. Very unattractive. I immediately sat up. Slightly better.

It is icky to be fat. I do not like it. I hate it. I do not want to be fat. It is a struggle to not be bogged down about it.

My husband says, "you are so beautiful!" I stare at him in disbelief. I contemplate his honesty. Is he trying to make me feel good? Or is he blinded by love? Am I truly beautiful? Even with fat hanging all over the place? Yuck. How can that be beautiful?? Silly man.

3 comments:

Kim said...

I think it is completely amazing when God gives us the most wonderful, loving husbands that can look past our fat and see both inner and outer beauty! Praise God!

April said...

You can be beautiful and fat...I mean, I think of beauty as the stuff that's under the fat. Not like the "real beauty is on the inside" crap. I mean the face, the skin, etc... It all can be beautiful even if you're fat.

I like to think I am beautiful, not because I'm fat, but despite it. If I were thin I think I'd look pretty good.

Denise said...

I have stopped looking in mirrors becaues I know that exact feeling. The worst part is that once you stop looking, you start eating more. UGH. Never ending cycle. I am trying to pray more and leave it all in Gods hands. He can work miracles.