Ouch. That stings.

It's amazing how one word can make me cringe and revert to my inner child.

Fat.

It's a word. But to some of us, it's so much more. It's who we are, right now. It doesn't matter who says it, or how they say it...it still stings.

Now, I know I am not slender. I'm overweight, and the only person that can change that is me. I'm not happy in my skin. I'm not the same person I was before. I still have my same personality; that is a blessing. But the rest of me is someone else. It stinks not having the willpower to do something about it. But someday...