
I weigh almost 400 pounds. Four hundred pounds. That's like 3 entire people that I'm carrying around. 3 people I'm stuffing into my clothes.
I'm scared of who I will be if I lose weight. I've been fat forever. It's who I am. I'm that large person that jokes about being fat. I throw around words like "whale" and "dinosaur" like they don't hurt me.
Here's a secret. They do. Those words hurt a lot, even when I use them. I am ashamed of who I am. I'm embrassed how I look. I hate the tummy flab that hangs halfway to my knees. I despise that my waist measurement is greater then my height.
I'm angry and I'm bitter and I'm hiding behind my excess poundage. My weight is the wall I hide behind. My fat is my protection against a world that's only ever hurt me.
But you know what? It's time to stop hiding. It's time to figure out who I am, and decide who I can be. Losing weight is a big step, a huge change, and a hell of a lot of hard work.
I'm afraid to fail. But I'm even more scared of staying the same person that I am now.