A Fat Girl And Her Scale…A Co-Dependent Relationship


Dear Scale:

Tomorrow is the big day!  Can you hardly believe it?  I mean, I know it’s been a whole week since we have been together, but I do think we need to talk and set some boundaries.  You see, I am a little nervous about meeting up with you the way we do…I am always naked and you don’t say much so it’s hard to say what you are thinking.  Kind of gives a fat girl a complex.  I mean, a little compliment every now and then would be a good thing.  You don’t always have to sit there and give me such harsh numbers.  A little compassion would be nice now and then.  I even take the time to make sure my feet are nice and clean before I step on you, so I know it cannot be that my fat girl sweaty feet bother you.  I even gave myself a pedicure this week to see if it would make you like me more.  I mean, how far does a fat girl have to go to get you to like her?

Ok…wait.  This has gone on for long enough and now I am begging you to like me?  This is so not right.  You can take your judgy glaring numbers and keep them to yourself.  I don’t have to spend this time I make every week to see you.  I could let you sit there and wonder if you are even needed by this fat girl.  I mean, you don’t compliment me, you don’t say anything, you just take me in all my white fat girlness and it’s like you sigh a sigh of relief when my fat ass gets off.  Like it’s all too much for you to handle.  Well, buddy, let me tell you that if I am too much for you to handle, I can find another scale just as nice as you to do the job!  It’s not like I ask too much.  So you are now put on notice…either compliment me tomorrow or find yourself put in the very large trash bin outside and made into tiny scrap metal scales for Barbies to use.  So there.  Stupid scale doesn’t appreciate me and all I do for you.  Have you no shame?  I am sickened by how you treat me and I won’t put up with it anymore I tell you!

Wait…where are you going?  Don’t stop showing me those numbers, please.  I am sorry….I shouldn’t have been so harsh.  Come back numbers!!   I NEED YOU!  I am nothing without you!  (Sobbing has now commenced)  Here…I cleaned the floor where you sit and wiped you off…is that enough for you to show me what I desire?  Please?  Pretty please with cherries on top?  (Now soft mewing crys are emitting from me)  I am sorry Scale.  I didn’t mean any of those things I said before.  I was just cranky because I hadn’t eaten.  Fat girls get crabby when we don’t eat.  Please forgive me.  I am gonna try tapping you one more time…just please turn on.  Please love me again. Why won’t you just love me?

Huh.  Maybe I should replace the batteries. Piece of shit scale….

Oh yeah.  I didn’t die today.  I had a minor breakdown anticipating weigh in tomorrow and discovered where the batteries are in my house (let’s not go there) but I didn’t die.  I am fat girl in a co-dependent relationship with her scale running.  The experiment continues….

5 thoughts on “A Fat Girl And Her Scale…A Co-Dependent Relationship

  1. jenny85201 May 3, 2012 / 6:23 am

    Stann, I seriously almost died. I have had a similar conversation with my scale before. Wait a second…. I think it was last week. LOL

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  2. jenny85201 May 3, 2012 / 6:26 am

    Oh….. and I totally reblogged it. You’re going to be famous someday, and I want the world to know that I know you!

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  3. Micol Schallon Ritter May 3, 2012 / 8:19 am

    I’m with Jenny85201. I wish I had your discipline. I am on my scale daily. Once a week is not enough. Having recently lost 9 pounds (and having to change my bra size as a result), I am mostly in a love-love relationship with my scale — for the moment.

    I should have posted my latest blog post Tuesday… It is Thursday and while my post is on a different topic, I do make it to first base on the issue of my weight but I hit it out of the park on food. You have inspired me to revise once more… 🙂

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    • ladymiryaa May 3, 2012 / 10:10 am

      Alex:

      I try to stay off of it every day but sometimes I am not successful! It’s almost like a bad habit you can’t get rid of! Congrats on losing 9 pounds! Glad I could be of some inspiration!

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