Stuck in the Car

I never let myself believe that my weight was a problem, and I denied it as often as I could. However, there came a point when I could no longer hide behind 'big bones'. I had spent a year off from high school deciding what my major would be and where I would go, when I decided to head down to the cafe where I liked to think.

Getting into my 2 door Datsun was not as easy at it used to be, but like most other things, I blocked it out. It wasn't until I got out of the cafe and tried to get back into my car, that I finally recognized a severe problem. I was stuck in the door of the car. To large and tired to push myself in more and to painful to try and pull myself out. I cried for hours until someone realized I needed help.