The time has come for another update on how gross and fat I am. I have been such a pig, just can't seem to stop stuffing my face even though the results are changing my body. I start off talking to you about the guilt of all the eating, then I show you the physical changes I have seen in body including new rolls and creases and stretch marks that I hate. Then I humiliate myself even more by showing you how my clothes from summer are too small. I squeeze and squish myself into my favourite pink skirt and the zip breaks and I can't get it over my ass. I am ashamed and humiliated and have to struggle out the skirt. I wobble my gut and belly, grabbing onto my fat and shaking it while I tell you how I have let myself go