I haven’t always been fat. I started to gain weight when I was in 4th grade, it wasn’t until 6th grade that I was made aware that there was something wrong with it. That’s when the tormenting started, the neighborhood kids that were once my friend yelled mean words that make me stride even today for something better for myself. I don’t want that for other little fat girl like me, I want them to feel beautiful and not inadequate like how I still often feel. As strong as I try to be, and as rational as I am, I still wonder what it would be like to have gastric bypass surgery. Does it really change your life? I’ll never have gastric bypass, unless I take up eating excessively as a hobby, I’m not fat enough for the surgery. It’s weird to think about it that way, I’m too thin for weight loss surgery, but to fat to be considered normal. The world is fucked up….I could get it done in Brazil, get a tan and my stomach stapled. The best vacation ever! Who cares about the stomach acid leaking through the stitches?