Today is the first of the month and today I’m finally going on that diet.
I can’t say I’m really fat or maybe this is something I’m just telling myself. Maybe my “fatness” shows through my clothes now. Maybe my behind is bigger than I want to admit. Maybe my fat is the reason I can’t seem to get a date or meet a decent guy.
Is it just me or is fatness all around us. While trying to decide if I needed to go on a diet, I started noticing people walking down the sidewalk. It seems like every other person I saw had a weight problem and some people were totally out of control. I don’t want that to be me.
I’m thirty-two years old, fat (maybe) and single. The diet starts today.