Fat Looks Good On You

Fat

At a birthday party stood a girl, staring up at the giant slippy slide that involved climbing to get to the top. You know, one of those ones that starts as a bouncy house, then involves holding onto little grip handles and foot pads to climb to the slide, and is extremely difficult to climb once it's wet. 

So I started to climb..

and I climbed,

and climbed,

finally reaching the top. 

Everybody had already made it up to the top of the slide and down to the bottom, waiting for me to come down.

Imagine a group of kids surrounding the bottom waiting for you to slide down so you could splash them.  As you go down a hit the water at the end, they all shout, "Here comes The Titanic!"

You think they call you "The Titanic" because you cause a big splash and they wanted to get wet, only to figure out later in life that they called you this because you left the biggest splash in result to being fat. Because they didn't do this to anyone else.

My past never reflected on my present.

Eleven years later and that chubby ten year old is a chubby twenty one year old who doesn't give a damn about what other people think. 

I realized if I focused all of my time on what others thought about me, I would shatter my own judgement of myself. I've had my good times and bad times with being fat, some days I felt hopeless. But most days, I feel powerful. 

I bought a bikini this summer, and haven't owned once since I was that chubby ten year old.

And this fat twenty one year old looks amazing.