To make matters worse, none of my friends were. I don't just mean that they were all healthy looking. They are all "I really hate them" skinny people. But I mean that with all the love in my heart! Here is a real life example that I promise I am not making up. Frank and I went on a beach trip with 2 of my very loved skinny friends and their families. ( Why I did this to myself I will never know) One of the things we did for each other while there was to take turns watching each others kids while the other couple went for a walk on the beach or a swim or whatever. So, while M & K went for their walk, I being the good friend that I am, decided to fold K's laundry that was in the dryer for her so it would be all nice and folded when she came back. I accomplished this goal and waited for her reaction. I had the kids clothes on their bed and M & K's clothes on their bed. K just smiled so big when she saw the pile of her daughters clothes.
Ashley Whats the matter
K Nothing except that those aren't R's panties
Ashley Well whose panties are they then
K They're mine *smirk and giggle out loud***
Did I casually forget to mention that not only was her daughter 4 at the time, but K was also 5mo pregnant with her 3rd baby? I hate her...
But they are all that way really. And you know how on TV there is always the 1 fat friend in the group? One day while I was with some of them, I started to look around and I thought "Where are all the fat people? Really, where are they?" And then I realized...I was it. I was the fat friend. I can not tell you how I felt at that moment. No, not one of them has ever done anything to make me feel uncomfortable (except be a size 0/2) or said anything to make me feel that way. I just woke up that's all.
So, my reason 1st and foremost was vanity. I just didn't want to be the fat friend anymore. I didn't want to be self-conscious around the people that I dearly loved anymore.