Wait... it's all about weight

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FAT- ME -skinny 

 I have never known where I stand with my weight. I always sort of made up my own idea of my size and thought I was in between fat and slim until I was told by a low life that I didn't even know on twitter that I looked like a "fat shit". That insult has followed me for ages that I still remember the exact tweet to this day. But the truth is, I was actually overweight. A fat bitch. I am fatter than my two "closest" friends as they are both extremely slender. I put the closest inverted commas as I think that is how others view us but they are actually closer to each other than I am to them which is quite annoying. I realised I have been drifting away from them when sixth form started because they chose similar subjects and have much better grades than I. Anyway I am drifting away from the main point of this entry. So I looked on my scale and saw I was overweight. TWELVE STONE SEVEN POUNDS. I can say it now because I am not that size any more and I am still in the process of losing weight but I am feeling so much better about my body. I was always in denial. I thought I was "curvy" and just had massive boobs. But I think at the back of my mind I knew I was a bit overweight. So when I admitted to myself I AM fat, I started eating less, A LOT LOT LESS and started going jogging every week with my older sister. I've dropped a dress size. Anyway, it took a whole lot of work believe me. I practically did not eat. I also went on tumblr and looked at thinspo sites and saved a bunch of my aspiring body figures on my phone, so that any time I think "ahh let me have that extra slice of pizza" ... "Let me buy that massive burger" I look at those pictures and say "No Cleopvtrv you are better than that, you have the ability to look like this" or when I am about to stop jogging because I am EXHAUSTED I look at my phone and tell myself "CLEOPVTRV YOU WILL NOT LOOK LIKE THAT IF YOU STOP RUNNING!" My weight loss makes me feel better while looking at myself in the mirror, while walking down the street, while walking to school. It generally makes me feel better. I feel amazing, and my birthday is coming up, so I guess I chose the right time to try and make myself look as hot as I can! haha


Cleopvtrv

xoxoxo

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