It was of me, weighing in at 400+ pounds, standing in line at McDonald's. My massive gut hung out from under my shirt, my love handles spilling over the waistband of my pants as I unashamedly ordered two Big Macs and two double quarter pounders for myself. I felt the looks, heard the whispers of disgust and ridicule as I waddled back to my table, and it all just reminded me of how wonderfully huge I was.
7 years
