Trust me, you'll like being thin. I used to be the exact same way, with the exact same viewpoint, and it's eerie, because I used to say nearly the exact same thing. I had a double chin for god's sake. But one day, I woke up and decided that I wanted to be thin. I don't know how that happened, and I know it's a really lame success story, but something just... clicked. I cut back on my eating and let my stomach shrink, so I would eat smaller portions, and then I simply didn't eat meals that I didn't need to. If you're full, no sense in forcing in more food. I was pop flyin' with myself when I was fat, and now I'm even happier with myself now that I'm thin. I couldn't imagine ever going back. I still enjoy good tasting food that's bad for you, but now I just eat less of it.impmon08 wrote:Eh, I'm cool with being fat and probably dying in two years from a heart attack or something. I always say its better to be fat and pop flyin' than healthy and depressed.
It's an odd feeling, honestly. When you're overweight, and you say that you're fine, you may be on the surface, or you may truly believe that you're pop flyin'. But there's a little part of you that gnaws away at your soul, at your self-esteem. Not enough for you to notice, but enough for you to feel dismay when a shirt that fit you yesterday is a little tighter. It's enough for you to feel a little bit self-conscious when going out in public. It's enough to make you hate walking even though you love the city. It's subtle, but noticeable, in retrospect. I can't make you change your life. But I can tell you that having experienced both sides of the coin, being thin is definitely preferable to being overweight. All I'm asking is that you at least consider my words, nothing more.
