“Nothing Tastes as good as Skinny Feels”….

okay, so i started weight watchers today. 

My reasoning behind it is…well, ive been getting pains in places that dont usually hurt, i want my period to be normal for once and quite frankly, im tired of being on the heavy side.

so i went to one of the meetings after my eye appointment, and there were a bunch of older ladies and a girl that looked around my age, maybe 24. we sat around while a woman talked about points plus and control over your ‘red light foods’ and i was all for it…until she uddered

“Nothing Tastes As Good As Skinny Feels”

now, tumblr readers on this post right now, if you’ve ever been on a ‘body acceptance’ blog knows these words and have seen them numorous times under the ‘bullshit catogory’, and for someone to voice it is like a ‘the hell?’ moment for me.

Sure, i wanna be smaller, but i don’t wanna be that skinny. hell, i dont wanna FEEL skinny either, i just wanna be at a weight where i don’t have to pop a pill to make my hips and ankles feel alright to go to Sesame everyday for 8 hours. I am overweight for my height [5’4, 262…there, i said it.], and i heard so much success from a few of my friends, so i went into it to see if i can lose 100+ or even 80+ from just following the program strictly.

It’s time for a change. i know nothing will change on the inside and i will still be that weird jamaican girl that breaks out into song in the middle of walmart, but i kinda wanna see the body that i could’ve had after my awkward stage of puberty.

Wish Me Luck…I might need it.