The Fatty Funhouse

Okay, you've got to see something. I've been chuckling to myself all morning so I want to share. Ready?

Look at me.
Now look at me.
Oh man...
Hahahaha!

So why am I showing you these pictures? 'Cuz they're funny? No, they're not funny. (Well, with the exception of the last one.)

See, recently a lot of people have been exclaiming how "small" and "tiny" I am. And for the first time in my life, they're not referring to my height. Even size 2, cute little blondes are saying it...WHILE I'm wearing baggy jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. And every time they say it, I'm always surprised. Me? Small? Tiny?! I turn around to see if they're talking to someone else, but there's no one behind me.

Ever since I hit puberty, I was big. Not medically obese, but never skinny. I never wore a bikini and at one point I was wearing size 14 jeans. I was deeply depressed over it for 5 years, but once I went to college, all that melted away. No, not the fat, but my depression. As a college student, every time I looked in the mirror, I thought I was pretty good looking. I mean, I was realistic enough to realize that I wasn't about to win a wet T-shirt contest, but honestly, there were occasions that I strutted into a room thinking I was hot stuff. And because of that, I was hot stuff. Besides, no one ever told me any different.

Then last spring, I started to mysteriously lose weight. No diet, no exercising, no eating better...I guess my body just decided on its own, because within 6-9 months, I was about 25 lbs lighter. I honestly would have never noticed had it not been for all my pants falling off. And why WOULD I have noticed? I'd been slightly overweight for 10 years. Why would I expect anything to change?

But I did change. Before I knew it, I'd dropped 3 or 4 pants sizes and every shirt I wore was a size Small. And then everyone started to hail me as "tiny". Huh?!

Now before ya'll go rolling your eyes, thinking that this is some subliminal way for me to brag about myself and rub it into the noses of those overweight, hang on a sec. 'Cuz it's not.

I look back at my old pictures, and when I see that I was a little overweight, I don't think, "Wow, thank GOD I'm skinny now!" What I do think is, "Wow, I was a little overweight, yet I never knew it. I thought I was hot stuff and because of that, I WAS. I'm proud of myself for being confident in myself, no matter what weight I am or what size my pants are."

Now that I'm skinnier, not a whole lot has changed. I'm giving more consideration to wearing a bikini this summer, but that's about it. And just so you know, Jason met me BEFORE I lost any weight, and he was snagged from the beginning. In fact, I don't think he noticed me losing any weight, and I doubt he'd notice if I gained any.

So to all those gals out there, I say: Be confident! Be healthy! And be damn sexy, no matter what size you are!