Fatexia

So it's been fairly well documented and noticed by all that I have put on quite a bit of weight.

There are many reasons for this:

1. Lack of exercise
2. Too much food
3. Menopause
4. Gallbladder surgery
5. Too much food
6. Older metabolism
7. Cookies
8. Too much food
9. Feeding low blood sugar
10. Feeding migraines

I've reached that stage of weight gain where folks don't disagree with you anymore when you make mention of being fat. They just nod in agreement. What the.....

I've had to make peace with the size of clothes I'm wearing. That number is a really big deal to women. That's why a lot of them don't look good in their clothes - they refuse to move out of that number they've got locked in their mind. They oughta. Really.

I've had to learn to dress it. Not much you can do really, but I try. Nothing clingy - lots of flowy, high waisted stuff. And elastic waist bands. Good stuff right there.

But it's when I see a picture of myself that brings it all to a crashing reality. I don't see it when I look in the mirror. I swear. I still see 'me'. I don't see that woman that shows up in pictures of me. It's reverse anorexia. I've got fatexia. Can't see it the full fat effect of the double chin, the little round chin ball I'm developing and that massive - dare I say MASSIVE - rear end back there. Can't see it for the life of me.

Somebody take my picture. Please.