I’ve done it.
I have become the average American.
Overweight.
I didn’t want to believe that it’s possible.
“It won’t happen to me”
I adopted that philosophy just as I finished off another hamburger.
It’s like cancer.
Creeps up from nowhere, and hits you like a bus.
One day you realize, “I’m fat.”
And you’re crushed as if a bus speeding down a highway hit you square in the chest.
Then you hate yourself.
I wanted to become anorexic. Then It would be easy.
I would drop the weight. And then I would never gain it back.
Lies.
Always lies. The Diets. The Pills. The Fancy Equipment and the Meal Plans.
Overwhelming.
Overwhelmed and Overweight.
It won’t happen to you either.
Lies.