I know those of you who know me personally, or atleast might’ve met me for a period of time exceeding 1/10th of a second probably are already aware of this.

I was not.

I mean, I know I’m larger than your average bear, but yesterday was the first time that I actually weighed myself in quite some time. For those of you who don’t weight yourself, keep it that way. No one is actually happy after they do it. As humans we seem to completely block reality out.

Oh, my weight? 258. Let’s have a moment of silence for my waistline.

So of course I’m on a diet now.

Actually I got on a diet on Monday. Right after I realized that I ate a box of pasta by myself and didn’t even really notice. It was as if it was a normal serving. ‘Everyone eats a box of pasta right?’

Oh, then on Thanksgiving I got to watch everyone from my own flesh and blood mother to step-family stand in shock at how fat I got.

Its been a rough week or 2 for self image.

So basically I’ve made a pact with myself. I stay on this diet until I look hungry. I want people to want to give me a cheeseburger cause they want to make sure im okay. Thats the goal folks.

My head hurts.

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