Rough day [+1 love point]
I'm not sure where this is going, I just feel like I need to share with someone who would understand.
I've been completely obsessed lately with having some actual nice clothes. I want to have something beautiful and formal to wear, because I have never had anything nice before.
I have absolutely no concept of my appearance. I rarely think about how large I actually am...
So after weeks of planning, I got a friend to come help me make a custom dress form out of duct tape. I wrapped her up, and then she returned the favor.
I was shocked by what I saw when she cut it off me, but I hung it up anyway. I decided it would look better when I had it stuffed and saw it standing in front of me.
When I stuffed it later this evening, as my double started to take shape, I became uncomfortable looking at the cavernous void I was stuffing things into. When I finally had it up, I didn't quite know what to think.
"Is this accurate?" I asked my roommate.
It was.
I was all at once horrified and repulsed by what I saw, I knocked it over and even started violently attacking it.
Once I realized I wasn't accomplishing anything, I picked it back up, and set it right again.
And then something completely different occurred to me: I decided to give it a hug.
I don't think I've cried so hard in years as I did when I stood there like an idiot, clinging to a duct tape dummy.
Having my arms around her waist like I did made me realize that it she was a lot smaller than I expected.
In fact, she looks less terrible every time I glance back at her.
I even took off my pendant and hung it around her neck. It looks like it does when it hangs on me [surprise, surprise].
This whole thing made me realize that I do carry my weight pretty gracefully. I don't really mind her so much.
I'm still no fan, but I think she may actually be a bit pretty...and I'm okay with that.
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