In The Thick Of Things

Thick, Fit, Strong, Round are all words used to described me at one time or another throughout my teen to adult life. Most would take it as a complement but I never liked it. To be honest those terms translated to me that I was fat! It was just a "Nice" way of telling me so.

For years I struggled with my weight. It was hard because everyone would always say "You don't need to lose weight" Many of those people were the same ones trying to lose weight themselves and were clearly smaller than I. So it's okay for me but not for you eh? Laughable.

Being that I am 5'9 1/2 I could understand why most people would think I didn't have a weight problem especially since according to them I carried the weight in "all the right places"

My highest weight was 210 lbs and even at that weight people would say that I wasn't over weight, I was thick.. Like really are you blind? That was about 8 years ago and I swore I would never be that heavy again. My up and down road to weight loss was long winding and never ending. I reach my lowest weight last summer of 164 and now I'm back to 187. I''m not embarrassed or ashamed but I am disappointed. It was done before and it can be done again.

Part of me has learned to embrace that I will never be thin and will always be somewhat "Thick" I know now that it's not a bad thing. So here I am at my desk typing away under a pseudonym that I use to cringe at "Thick"..That is what I am and so many want to be.. so why not take it and roll with it?

This is my introduction. This is my story. This is my life.

Diary of a Thick Chick

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