Thoughts From a Fat Girl

I missed my meeting yesterday because of heavy rain in the area. The streets were flooded, and I found myself with time to spare before I had to go to a concert with a friend of mine. The concert was for the entire music department at our University. I used to sing in the choir, and I wanted to see what the group was up to since my life in science took control of ALL my spare time. The concert was about dreams. Specifically, the concert was about the musical dreams of the students in the college. Suddenly, I found myself very sad. I was mourning the loss of a dream of mine that I realized too late into college to take a hold of. It's hard to realize at twenty that you're too old for something, and coming to terms with the fact that I will never be a singer really brought my night down. My voice isn't what it was when I graduated, and even if it was, by the time I would graduate I would be too old to join any opera troupe. But today is a new day. I have new dreams, and whi...

Week 1: -6.5 pounds Total: +14.1 pounds Well, I don't really know how to start this. My intention is for no one to find this blog. This is going to be my journal for this journey. I want so much for this to be last time I try to lose weight. I want so much for this to be the time I make it to my goal weight. I guess I should start from the beginning. I have been fat for pretty much my entire life. Excluding sophomore year of high school when I restricted all of my eating habits for the entire year and lost sixty pounds, I have never been a healthy weight. I have tried probably every safe diet trend on the planet. Two years ago when I started college, I decided that I didn't want to gain the infamous Freshman Fifteen. So, I started Weight Watchers....for the third time. It worked. I lost twenty-five pounds, and while I wanted to lose fifty, I was really proud of where I was. Then life happened. I discovered I hated my major, and I was struggling to figure out where I wante...