LinSmargiassi

[b][font=comic sans ms,cursive][size=5][color=#660000]I find myself unsure about what to say in order to call it "MY STORY".[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[b][font=comic sans ms,cursive][size=5][color=#660000]I'm fat. I like food. I like how it feels in my mouth and how it feels when I swallow it. I like to experience all kinds of food, but prefer comfort foods that remind me of what I ate growing up. Perhaps it's because I'm reminded of a time when my Mom was still alive and I was a real kid-type of kid. I didn't have any restraints on me and I liked to explore. Expectations were only limited to my imagination. I was a chunky kid, and bullied and picked on for being a freckled fat little frigg. There was a boy in the neighborhood who called me fat pig. Yeah, that was my favorite nickname - NOT! I was born with a host of health problems, but overcame many of them only to end up a chronically-ill adult despite having been a successful working businesswoman. Music and working in music have been my whole life, and although my health is prevented me largely from pursuing it on an international platform, I still get to do it, so I'm lucky.[/color][/size][/font][/b]

[b][font=comic sans ms,cursive][size=5][color=#660000]A lot of people who know me think I am very strong, but I feel very weak. However, saying all this out loud makes me want to roll myself into a fetal position and glue spikes on my spine like a porcupine. I don't like to feel vulnerable and I like even less sounding like a victim of some sort. I'm not a victim of anything. I'm just a person like everyone else who is trying to figure out how to overcome my fat a$$![/color][/size][/font][/b]