I'm in Highschool, I'm sixteen. I'm still learning, still growing (to a point). When I go to school I feel alone. I know, a lot of people do it's just "that stage" in your life but what about when you're my size? Other students, teachers even, talking about how being fat is bad. Not directed at anyone, of course not, but knowing that you're included in their opinion, that you're one of those people that find so gross and disgusting, makes me want to just die. I didn't want to be this big. Never ever. I didn't know what a calorie was, what it did until last year! I was always told "just eat less and exercise more" but where was I suppose to start? I was eating so much and eating less than I was still wouldn't have been enough to lose anything even with exercise. I hate going to school knowing what people think of me, and even if they don't say it they've said it and I know. No one notices me, what I'm trying to do so they just go on thinking the same things. I don't normally get this upset over something so small but today in class this girl was messing around with her boyfriend, joking around and stuff, and she started calling herself fat and she weighs like 120 at the most. She knows she isn't fat. I know that every women no matter what weight is going to have those days but if she sees herself that way what does she see in me? My friend, even. There's this girl that was annoying her, my friend called her fat. This girl is maybe 140, 150 max so what does my own friend see every time I go to talk to her?
I inherited my mom's low self esteem. She doesn't like herself, she tells me every day what she doesn't like "her face" "her weight" etc. When I was younger I would ask her "Mom am I fat" when kids would make fun of me and she said "You are what you are...I am, too." I know what she sees in herself, so what is she seeing in me?
I know losing weight is good but to get a little Ellen Burstyn-y up in here "I do it but why should I?".
Yeah, yeah "you've got to find a reason". But I can't. I know that there's my health to think of, feeling better, lots of things like that but...to be honest right now at this very moment they all seem so small compared to just...just wanting people to stop thinking so badly of me. I never did anything to them...I never even meant to do this to myself, so why am I so gross to them?
Is it just my size, is it possibly when I sit down my thighs go past the seat? Possibly on hotter days I do sweat a little more, or the swingy arms? That's why I feel so alone, because I'm one of the only girls in the school who has to deal with problems like that.
I know I've veered this thing in about seven different directions but I'm pretty upset.




we just don't know about it.
It's definitely going into my quote collection.
Today must be my day... that... and I'm just feeling GOOD. School is almost over... and I had my "breakthrough" moment on Saturday after my run. Like... I started to see everything I was doing... clearly. It feels good. I feel good. I've been exercising for at least 30 minutes (more like 45 min to an hour) every day since Monday... and maybe that's it... all those "happy hormones" being released. 
