There is one more thing I want to write about in regards to
yesterday’s coffee. I can’t speak for other obese people; I can only speak for
me. This may sound weird but I often don’t feel human. It’s hard to feel like a
human when I feel like a big gelatinous blog. When I’m not teaching, I slum
around in yoga pants or shorts and a cat hair-covered West High t-shirt and
when I am teaching, my clothes are basically stretchy pants and a dark colored top
I’ve worn for years. I don’t clothes shop; I hate clothes shopping. If I get
something new, it’s usually a WHS t-shirt. I’m fancy like that.
But for the Saturday night Daughtry concert, I decided to
buy a new shirt. I wasn’t buying it to add to my wardrobe, I am anticipating it
being hot and wanted a white top to wear since we have to wait 7 hours for the concert
to start and it’s July and I don’t do well in hot weather. Anywho, I looked
through one of my clothes for fat people catalog and found a top that I liked
that I thought would work well. It came, I hung it up, and didn’t give it
another thought.
So then it was time to dress for coffee and I thought it
would be better to wear something other than the yoga pants/t-shirt ensemble. I
decided to check out my new top to make sure it fit and was comfortable. When I
put it on with jeans and a pair of flats, I felt so different. I felt like a
human. It was slightly confusing but the feeling made me smile. I didn’t feel
like that gelatinous blob; I felt like a person. It’s amazing how something as
simple as a white peasant blouse can make a person smile.
But as I sit here and write this, wearing the WHS think pink
t-shirt and shorts, that gelatinous blog feeling is back. If I’m just slumming
it around the apartment, I’m not dressing up for that but it was nice that for
a couple hours yesterday, I could feel like a human being.
Dana :)
Weight: 402.4 (down 1.4)
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