But I'm Weak (And What's Wrong With That?)

I'm fat. I've always known that. I've looked at the scale, I've seen the numbers, and I know they shouldn't be that high. I see myself in the mirror, notice the love handles, the belly, the start of a double chin. I walk up a couple flight of stairs, and I'm winded. I'm fat. I know this with every fiber of my being, and yet... I don't feel fat. That's not to say that I have any sort of self confidence in my physical appearance whatsoever, but more so in the sense that... I look at other...

But I'm Weak (And What's Wrong With That?)

But I'm Weak (And What's Wrong With That?)