So im walking home and it occurs to me i should call my grandma. She has made it clear to me that she would like that. I figure its because she is lonely, after-all her husband.. my grandfather did just pass away. Conversation starts out nice, innocent. My phone cuts out so i call her back alittle later and then my weight comes up. "So, are you on any sort of diet?." no grandma, i havent really been interested. Im really busy, and dont feel like denying myself things "You know, Peter and Amy have done really well on Atkins." Im at risk for high cholesteral, i dont really fancy myself going on a diet that might be more unhealthy then what i eat currently. "Your mother has done well on south beach." GRANDMA! I dont want to go on a diet right now, i just goined a gym.. baby steps. "You know Jessica, no boy is going to want to date you if your fat."
This is where our conversation ended, and i made an excuse and hung up. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT?! Her husband just died.. doesn't she have better things to do then make me miserable? Not to mention harrass my mother about it.."Why arent you doing anything about her weight?" in which my mothers rational and reasnable answer is "She is almost 19 years old, she can eat what she wants" A fact that is surprising from my mother.
Lets get a few things straight.. IM NOT THAT FAT. Im chubby, bordering on fat.. yes i acknowledge this fact. I am very much overweight and for my health i should lose atleast 30 pounds.. but i do not by any means.. look disgusting. I hate when people feel like they are allowed to make you feel like less of a fucking person because your a size 16 instead of a 10..
Yes, i've been a 10-12.. whatever. Its frustrating because somthings are never enough..
I mean, really. I work 40-50 hours a week with inner city kids.. I am registered for college.. i got myself a summer job.. with out any help.. does being thin automaticly mean im that much a better person.
I really needed to get this out. I deleted my live journal, so SG will be getting the brunt of my rants.
This is where our conversation ended, and i made an excuse and hung up. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT?! Her husband just died.. doesn't she have better things to do then make me miserable? Not to mention harrass my mother about it.."Why arent you doing anything about her weight?" in which my mothers rational and reasnable answer is "She is almost 19 years old, she can eat what she wants" A fact that is surprising from my mother.
Lets get a few things straight.. IM NOT THAT FAT. Im chubby, bordering on fat.. yes i acknowledge this fact. I am very much overweight and for my health i should lose atleast 30 pounds.. but i do not by any means.. look disgusting. I hate when people feel like they are allowed to make you feel like less of a fucking person because your a size 16 instead of a 10..
Yes, i've been a 10-12.. whatever. Its frustrating because somthings are never enough..
I mean, really. I work 40-50 hours a week with inner city kids.. I am registered for college.. i got myself a summer job.. with out any help.. does being thin automaticly mean im that much a better person.
I really needed to get this out. I deleted my live journal, so SG will be getting the brunt of my rants.
thefreak:
*nods* That's right, stick it to the man! 
theloonie:
well if it makes you feel better, your look good enough that I'd date you, there are alot of people like that that are slightly over what everyone thinks they should be, and for most people in the U.S. that elusive "Perfect" weight is impossable to hit, either because of bone structure, metabolisim, hormone imbalance, etc... and I must say for someone who works that much and is trying to deal with college, you look quite good, and in the pics you have up your not "bordering on fat",