I Hate The Way I Look
Monday, April 5th, 2010I think I finally hit rock bottom. I needed to take a plane to get to where I was going. Because of my weight, one plane ticket would not be enough, I had to pay for two. Without the second ticket, the plane would leave without me. It was completely unfair, but I didn’t have a choice. I paid for the seat, and I vowed never to fly this stupid airline again with their discriminatory practices. It isn’t my fault that I’m fat.