I have been overweight for the last 15 years of my life, but I don't ever remember not feeling fat. Normally I don't think about it and I can go through life feeling like I am generally well accepted in public and social situations but every once in awhile I am affronted by the hostility of someone who is so ignorant as to hate me for being fat and this kind of prejudice comes at all kinds of educational levels. I know it's not healthy or ideal, but honestly my fat is working for me right now...

Okay, so I have alot of clutter, I'll admit. I have birthday cards from birth and boxes of papers that I compiled in a cleaning spree that I thought I would go through later. I have clothes that I haven't worn since junior high and clothes I am hoping to someday fit into as well as clothes that have become as permanantly fixed on a hangar in my closet as the baseboards below them. I have a problem with letting things go....dreams, craft projects, causes, old friends...ideas of how to be and it...