(100 words) 3 Jan. 2018
I wasn’t born like this. I got picked on, but my weight doesn’t define who I am.
One girl whom I liked ignored me. Thankfully she did because the other’s would give me nicknames. One called me Fat Son. Another, Turkey Dinner.
I found comfort in food. I learned about exercise, which means more food. I grew to love the pain from training.
Now they hardly break a sweat. On mats, they move their legs out like a bitch pissing on a fire hydrant. I laugh at myself and train harder. I leave to enjoy my food.