A Note To Skinny Girls



Dear Skinny Girls, 

I finally know what it’s like to be in your shoes and to be made fun of for our stick figures. 

There are mutliple forms of eating disorders. While the two most common ones may be anorexia and bulimia, there’s also binge eating disorder, pica syndrome, or even compulsive overeating. 

Let’s just go over a few things:

Anorexia: No food intake. Seriously, even eating a cracker makes the anorexic suffer. I don’t suffer from this, because I like to eat, and I get headaches when I don’t eat anything for two hours at a time. 

Bulimia: binge eating followed by purging. Even if I tried to do this, I wouldn’t be able to, because my tiny banana sized stomach can’t even handle one little piece of food. 

Pica syndrome: wanting to eat non food items. Ie- tin cans or bits of string. I cannot eat tin cans specifically because that would tear my stomach and then I’d be back at square one, and would be back on the table with  Dr. McDreamy. 

Compulsive Overeating: Do I need to say more? Eating until the point we get sick. While this is not characterized as an eating disorder as of yet, it should be. I used to be a compulsive over eater, I have learned to control myself, and I am happy to say that I am just a regular eater as of now. 

I used to judge people, and call them anorexic and not think about how it could affect peoples feelings. I know that I didn’t like being called “fatass or fatty” or any of those mean names. I apologize to the people that I’ve hurt, and I take back what I said. I don’t like being accused of being something that I’m not. 

I guess I learned my lesson the hard way! 

All The Single Ladies, All The Single Ladies…



I’m sitting here, thinking of things to say. Nothing can come out, because my brain is just overflowing with emotions and thoughts and bad energy. While my self destructive fat girl inside me would instruct me to walk to the vending machine, and buy a bag of chips, I have decided to sit at my desk, like a normal individual and just tell myself how utterly spectacular and amazing I am. Instead of eating my emotions, I will drink my emotions, with water (duh), instead of feeling sorry for myself, I will feel good about myself and all the things I have accomplished. Instead of thinking that I can’t do any better, I’ll remember that I’m worth it, and people should be lucky to have me in their lives. One important thing I have learned, is that people will walk in and out of your lives, but only the true friends, and true people will stick through the hard times and really be there for you when you need it most.  Nobody wants to be friends with the sad fat girl that talks about her emotional issues. No one wants to hear my depressing story again, and I sure as hell don’t want to hear it again.

I have decided that instead of eating and feeling sorry for myself, I will listen to Beyoncé, and I will listen to this powerful woman sing powerful songs to me. Beyoncé really knows how to put people in their place, and tell Independent women how to feel better. Going through my surgery, I have learned not to let food be my friend. Food will not help me, it will only destroy me and make me a weaker person. Food will not tell me that everything will be ok. Food will not tell me to go out and do something for myself.  There are other ways to get past issues and bumps in the road. So now, instead of sitting here, feeling sorry for myself, and being sad and depressed, I will make it my mission to meet Beyoncé and have her perform for me. Just me. And Beyoncé. Maybe Blue can come too.

If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it.