Does this make me look fat?

Soooo...I was never one of those people that would ever ask someone if something made me look fat. It always bothered me when people did. If you have to ask, chances are it does. And, let's face it, you don't want anyone to be honest about it anyway. But I have found more and more that I'm wondering about that as I put things on. Today was when it hit me that I had become one of those people. I was staring in the mirror at work and I thought to myself, "Good lord! These glasses make me look fat!" That right...GLASSES!!! The second the thought crossed my mind, I wanted to smack myself upside the head! Glasses cannot make you look fat...for God's sake! They go on your face...over your EYES! It's not like I'm wrapping the glasses around my ass!!!! So I asked myself, "Self...why would you think glasses make you look fat?" And that's when it hit me. EVERYTHING makes me look fat. Do you know why? Well...from the Duh section of the newspaper...I AM FAT. There I said it. No one should feel bad or sorry for me because I said it. If I never said it, would it make it any less true? No. The truth is...I'm fat. So naturally... my clothes make me look fat, my hair makes me look fat, my make up makes me look fat... it's all going to make me look fat. There. I've come to terms with it...which has led me to another epiphany...

This is why some fat people "let themselves go." There was a whole big thread about hating fat people on LBT that has gotten a lot of attention from bandsters and I don't want to start a debate but let's face it... There are overweight people out there that just don't seem to care about their appearance. Now I think I know why. They know no matter what they do, they will still look fat. It doesn't matter how nice of clothes they wear, how stylish their hair is or how perfect their make up is applied...they will still look fat. I remember shortly after I had my first daughter, I was overweight and soooooo exhausted from being a first time parent that I completely stopped wearing makeup or putting any real effort into how I looked. After several months of this, I suddenly realized that I just didn't feel good...period. So I made a point to buy some new clothes and spruce myself up and I felt better. I felt better, not because other people would think I looked better, but I felt better because I thought I looked better and that's all that mattered.

And Yes...all of these random thoughts were spiraling through my mind as I was washing my hands in the ladies' restroom at work. I'm sure I got some funny glances for the faces I was probably making as I was thinking these things, but hey! At least I had make up on.