Hey, it's big old fat Tabitha again. I just got out of the hospital today, apparently the diet I went on caused me to have some sort of stroke. The doctors were dicks, they kept telling me what to do. They were like "you have to drink water" and I was like "fuck you doc!"
Anyway, as I was fading in and out of consciousness, I had an insanely vivid dream, wherein the full-figured comedienne Mo'nique appeared to me in a dream. Being a large-framed lady of comedy myself, I could relate. Mo'nique warned me of the dangers of body image, and that the worse thing you can do is hurt yourself to conform to some stick-figure idea of beauty. I had never thought of it that way.
She showed me all the awards she had won for comedy, as well as a large wad of cash in her wallet. I realized, that's what really counts, money, not being hot. She also talked to me about tolerance, and love. I kind of stopped paying attention at that point. I did have a major breakthrough while I was pretending to listen to her though, which is, no matter what, Mo'nique will always be fatter than me. And that makes me feel good about myself.
Love and Light,