being overweight or feeling like one is, is not an easy thing at all. Especially if you live in a house where fattening foods are a must-have to store in your pantrys and you don't have anyone to motivate you to work out. I've been on the opposite side of things. Tooo skinny, people call me anorexic. I try to eat and gain weight, but I can't. My body's metabolism won't let me. Being a "perfect" weight doesn't exist. But it does when you finally do something about it. When one puts in the effort and dedication, they get results. And when you finally look in the mirror, you can smile. Smile without a care in the world, shine with a confidence that stares or whispers can't break, and be truly happy. But of course it takes time and patience.

On the story side of things, I loved this. You're a very real writer. Someone who takes a touchy subject and throws in on the table totally revealed for everyone to see. And I love that, keep writing!