I believe we have all established by now that I am fat. Pretty much always have been. And, well, assumed I probably always will be. It use to depress me too much. Then about 10 years ago I came up with some fat philosophies for myself.
Fat Philosophy #1:
God had to make me fat because otherwise I am absolutely perfect and that would create too much chaos in the world.
Fat Philosophy #2:
I spend too much time on these muscles -- I need to protect them with padding.
These philosophies have been a great coping mechanism. And, should I remain fat after living in the box I will continue to subscribe to this obviously distorted perception of my reality.
Don't forget that extra weight helps form bone mass and you will not develop brittle bones!
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