- Lane Bryant, and Old Navy online. Really annoyed ON went online-only. It's like saying, "we want your money, we just don't want you in our stores." The day when I get to finally give the bird to these two stores is the day my credit card should be afraid, very afraid. Sick of being gouged into pay $90 for ugly jeans with sequins/embroidering. F U!
- Flying anxiety. Thankfully I don't need a seatbelt extender, but I still hate flying. I worry the people on the plane are like "please don't sit next to me, please don't sit next to me" when I come down the aisle.
- Theme park anxiety. I love roller coasters and the like, but I am terrified of going to Six Flags or something. It's dumb and annoying. Disneyland is notoriously fat friendly, so it's the one place I can relax and have fun. I wish I felt comfortable in general.
- Not wearing a suit of armor at the beach/pool/pool party/etc. It would be nice to just enjoy swimming without worrying about wearing a t-shirt, board shorts, and everything else. I swear I'm so weighed down in the water, it's a wonder I even float.
- Self-consciousness in general. Did I miss out on that job because I'm fat? Was that cashier rude because of my weight? Make sure and avoid that bus stop full of frat boys, etc. It's aggravating.
- Singledom! Self-explanatory.