POV: I went out to dinner with my friends after gaining 50 pounds….and they’re all on ozempic LOL
I was the last friend to arrive…also realizing I’m the fattest friend now. I instantly remembered being the smallest when we all met; I could fit in places easily, walk better, not get out of breath so fast. I saw their faces when I walked up, all shocked but trying to hide it. I blushed knowing that all this weight was gained on purpose. I caught my friends whispering to each other as I was sitting down and getting settled. I swear I heard someone say that I’ve gotten even bigger since the last time we were together. After getting comfortable, we were all catching up when one of my oldest friends mentioned all the weight she’s lost - here we go. I rolled my eyes, hoping no one would notice. One by one all of my girlfriends went around the table boasting about the pounds they’d melted off. 30, 50, 45, even 60 pounds of weight shed to make them feel better about themselves. Suddenly it was my turn to talk about the weight I’ve lost, but I could only say that I haven’t lost any. They knew, I could tell. They began talking about how many sizes they’d gone down. I was a size 8 when we’d met, gaining over the years, I’m now a size 24. I’ve outgrown wardrobe after wardrobe, unable to relate to their new weight loss “success”. They all shared meals, pecking at their food like actors in tv shows. I finished my plate and appetizer, the only one that did. I yearned for dessert too, but I’d go get some later when I was alone. One of my friends has a broken foot and couldn’t drive to meet up, her mother walked in to see us and grab her daughter. She had a big smile on her face, hugging each of her daughters friends, then she got to me. She was still smiling but almost in an “I feel sorry for you” way. I could tell she was worried about me. She saw how ill fitting my clothes are, how pudgy I’ve gotten, my face so round. I wonder if she remembered when I was the smallest too. I wonder if she remembered how I would get numbers so easily, the most wanted girl in the group. Now, I’m the biggest, and a social outcast. Imagine if they actually saw my body! The stretch marks that cover me, the cellulite encasing my arms and legs. They think I’ve gained now…just wait until I get a feeder to really put weight on me, I wonder what they’ll say then 😈😈😈

pix tomorrow ❤️