weight [Theme]

Imagine going to a butcher shop, buying three kilograms of meat there and walking home, carrying this meat in your hands. Introduced? Did you feel the heaviness? The thought that I lived with this burden on me makes me feel complex.

I spent the entire pandemic at home, set myself the goal of losing six kilograms. But he exceeded and scored nine. I tried weights for the legs, this is such a thing, a sports equipment. You put on extra weight on your leg, go about your daily activities and lose weight. I put it on, sit, watch movies, stick to the phone. It looks more like an obesity probe. Like: "What will happen if I gain three more kilograms?" And you put on this: "Well, okay ... You can eat more." Now, it turns out, I have two choices: either go on a diet, or accept myself and, as an adult, blame everything on the thyroid gland. "

“I can't help you here.

Here Tonechka just has to look at the cake, and has already added half a kilo!...

Hyumeira believed that there is something in common between obesity and a tendency to melancholy. In both cases, society blames the patient himself. No other disease is treated like that. People with other ailments receive at least a bit of sympathy and moral support. But not overweight and not those who are prone to depression. You can restrain your appetite ... You can control your thoughts ... But Hyumeira knew that neither weight nor habitual despair depended on her.

- Daughter, do you not like the son of Uncle Grisha, a customs officer?
- He's fat!
- Daughter, he's not fat, he's wealthy! And there should be a lot of good people.

Thick, Yes? I'm not fat, I'm healthy!

She carried her body with the sensual habits, which is peculiar to some full women.

- Get fat - I'm not guilty.
- Such a lovely body like mine, with a slight roundness just pohorosheet.

- Evgeny, you have so many products, and where you bought all the one hundred hryvnia?
- Stole, you jerk!
Is everything I bought in the canteen of the Verkhovna Rada. I even check is if you don't believe. ...
- Wow! And in the dining room to get?
- Identity, grandma.
- Pension?
- On Deputy. We in the Verkhovna Rada anybody is not allowed. Especially in the dining room.
I can see why you are all so puhnite there. Six months have passed - and as usice.

In the dream, even I eat and eat on the go.
I was eating and in school and in kindergarten.
And I'm not breaking up with cake and cupcake
Even when having sex.

While convenient and inconvenient
I eat and edible and inedible.
I ate the sow and svinopapka
And even his fur hat.
Your leather coat and your shoes,
My grandma's gramophone.
Now my stomach sounds something like this:
"Heart, you do not want peace".
Lai-La-La-La!

I spend days lying on its side
Eat a ham,
Fifteen loaves of bread, fifty cakes
And a hundred fried thick rooks
Herring under a fur coat, the potatoes with tops,
Greasy city, today I'm yours!
Friends go up - stairs creaking.
Me all very excited and all I shout:
Hey, thick!

Funny, but I was glad she gained weight, I thought she jammed her grief, and that means she still loves me, and dialed her weight will be harder to find someone.