Even Your Fat Friend needs a best friend.

So it has not even been three hours and this is my third post, I guess you could say I really like this blogging thing. Its kind of like therapy.

Great, now you're all going to think I'm crazy. To be honest, I think we're all a little crazy. Whether its boy crazy or maybe you should get yourself checked out kind of crazy, each and everyone of us is not the norm, thats what makes us interesting.

ANYWHO, this post isn't supposed to be about how crazy I am. It is supposed to be about the one thing Your Fat Friend cant live without, and no I do not mean a vibrator.

Every Fat Friend needs a good best friend. Someone who is there for you and sees beyond your inability to share clothes (something i envy about all my size 4 friends). A real best friend is able to read a blog you wrote full of feeling and stories they have never been told, and instead of getting mad or talking you out of your crazy antics, they let you know that if this is what you need to do to feel sane, go for it.

My best friend is not fat. she probably carries the same amount of fat on her entire body as I have on one thigh. But I love her, and she loves me. Without each other, we would be lost. Who else would come over at 8 am to me balling my eyes out about making some dumb drunk decisions, and who else would help every one of her boyfriends plan a surprise for her.

Whether we know everything about each other or not, we care. Nothing she could tell me would change how I feel about her. Our friendship may seem crazy to you, but were all a little crazy sometimes.

Thanks Best friend,
Your Fat Friend.