F.A.T. Chronicles

As I share my thoughts in this diary, please know I am fat today.  But the good news is I will not give up on my quest to right size.  I dream of feeling pleased when I look in the mirror.  Currently, when I look in the mirror, the woman looking back is critical of me (her name is Crystal).  Crystal has a beautiful face.  Her eyes, the size of huge almonds, are deep brown and there is a blaze behind them that would drop men to their knees; (at least this is what she believes). One of the first things she says to me is, “Well, it’s about time you came by.  I know you’ve been avoiding me.  Well let me tell you missy, you may not be looking in at me but I am watching you and I have not forgotten your promise to buy us new clothes.  If I have to go one more year with these frumpy pants, I cannot tell you what I am capable of…..”She asks me when we are getting our act together and she hates the clothes I maker her wear.  She wants tight purple leggings not baggy sweat pants.  She wants slinky, form-fitting, off the shoulder tops not over-sized t-shirts made specifically for hiding the rolls underneath.  She is shameful, really. Would you believe she wants to display her ample breasts in public?  What a diva! I must say though, she does have lovely breasts and figure when she right sizes.  I have asked her to keep her (baggy) pants on and she will get her wishes.  But she remains impatient. 

My last words to her for today are:

“PATIENCE IS ITS OWN REWARD, CRYSTAL”!

We have lots of work to do…..