An Intro

Note: I am new to the blog realm. Bare with me as I smooth the kinks.

Greetings!

My name is Rose and I am a 19 year old Economics major from Indiana.
I love to act, ride my bike, talk with my best friends for hours, and (when I have one) watch my fish swim.

I have been overweight for as long as I can remember. Elementary, I was the chubby girl with the sweaters that were too tight during the winter, and I always acted like I wasn't twice the size as my peers. In middle school I started to lose some weight, probably due to growth spurts, and was somewhat normal size. Continued on through high school with some chub, having my weight flucuate like crazy. One year I was standard American overweight, another year I would consider myself fit. Toward the end of my senior year was the first time I considered myself attractive. The weight of high school was, literally, being lifted off my shoulders and that summer was my first fling (oh la la).

But then... College. DUH DUH. The freshman 15 got to me. Then the summer following my freshman year, I managed three jobs, one of which was extremely high stress (inner city summer school teaching aid), thus helping me gain 5 more pounds. And now here we are. A semester has gone by with me staying at my final weight of 197 lbs. On a good day, 194, and on a horrible day, over 200.

The day I got on the scale to read my weight was over 200 lbs was the lowest point of my life. So low, I believe it was the largest factor in my newly diagnosed depression. With that much weight gain over just a year, one is forced to shop. And everyone can agree that shopping because you can't fit into your old clothes is one of the worst feelings on Earth. Shopping around at all your favorite stores, now looking for one size larger. Ugh.

I remember when I was a flattering size 9. In the 8th grade...

I am now a size 16. SIZE 16!

Before when I was a size 14, I could get away with staying in the "normal" section. But with a size 16, I was suddenly, and shocking, moved into the "plus sizes." *Moan* Just typing that makes me gag. Ladies of larger size, I have the utmost respect for you. I really do. But the media has projected a heavy woman to be grotesque and frowned upon; and yes, I have indeed fallen into their trap. I am a brainwashed teenager with self-image issues.

Thus, here we are. On this adventure of me posting my lame ass progress on this lame ass journey to lose weight. Because I can't motivate myself on my own to do it. I need this blog.