5-9-08

Dear diary,

Welcome to the boring, dull, non fabulous life of me, a fourteen year old girl. There is nothing really good going on in my life, I mean it's ok but not great. I have a problem and the problem is being over weight. It all started when I was around seven or eight years old, that's when I started to gain weight and let me tell you it wasn't easy. Besides a few good friends I was teased and picked on. People enjoyed making fun of me, they found it satisfying. Sort of like some cruel sick joke. Now at fourteen my weight has now reached its limit. See it all started when I went to the doctor a few weeks ago for a physical.

They did the usual, check cholesterol, blood pressure etc. But what was hardest the most for me was the scale. Its something that I try to prolong from happening, it makes me want to disappear. For most people it's not as bad as I make it out to be but it is. I even made a name for it. It's called Scale of Doom or more or less known as S.O.D. See some people may have no problem with getting on but if you have weight issues like me, then most likely it is.

I hate going to the doctor because when I step on the scale my weight is reviled. It's like I just want to wrap myself in a warm comforter and just be able to hide myself. When I walk to the scale it feels like I'm a prisoner, and it's an agonizing wait until you get your sentence. It goes more slowly as they check your height first, which makes me feel more on edge. My heart it pounding as I step on the scale. Boom, boom, boom my heart is racing and not in a good way.

My eyes dart at the scale watching the numbers go up and up. Soon it stops and it feels like my heart stops as well. The scale says 214. I weigh two hundred and fourteen pounds at the height of 5'5ft. My eyes had to do a double take. I mean I knew I had gotten big lately but I didn't know I was past the 200pound mark. The only small relief i had was that the doctor didnt go on a long speech at how when your obese, as they like to call it, can cause many health problems. Trust me it has happend before. The only thing I thought of was at that moment I knew I had to do something. I have to lose weight, I just have to. There is no way I can ever been this big again. I have never been this big, maybe at the 200 point exactly but not the plus fourteen part. I have to lose weght and its starting now.

Signed by yours truly,

Fat girl

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