Not Fat Anymore

I've come to the realization that I'm not fat anymore.  It's a very strange one, because I've been calling myself fat since 6th grade.  I wasn't back then, but I thought I was.  And now, here I am, at 185 lbs, and...  I'm not fat anymore.  I'm pear-shaped, which I like, and I could use some better supporting bras, but for the first time in a very long time, I looked in the mirror and didn't see myself as fat.
I should be celebrating this, shouldn't I?  But the change has come so fast, I find myself a little dumbstruck.  I realize I have to say goodbye to my BBW way of thinking.  I still think larger lovelier ladies are very beautiful, but I'm not in that club anymore.  Am I a traitor to all my BBW friends?  No, I'm not.  I haven't turned on them.  I still treat them very well.  I still think they're beautiful, and tell them so.  I had to do this for my health.

Speaking of health, my acid reflux problems are gone.  Completely gone.  That's been a huge relief.  I can't wait to see if my thyroid problem's gotten any better.  Strange huh?  Me looking forward to getting blood-work done.