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I find these days, myself ever more looking longely at myself in the mirror, or down upon myself whilst watching television or on the computer, questioning and judging ever curve and subtle inadequacy about my body. I find as the days pass, and each and every failed opportunity to loose weight drifts by, I become more and more resentful of my physical form.

But perhaps my overly harsh judgement of my body is normal, and not such an irrational act as I have lead myself to believe. There are others who seem adamant about their weight, not even going to the lengths to consider it at all. The obese and greedy youths in the USA and indeed other parts of Britain are appalling to behold, yet seem comfortable about their space expanding nature.

But alas I find myself in a rutt, and a bad one at that. I look at those around me and question my very self as to why I do not look like them, like the 'norm'. I find I cannot help it. Its not that I am horrendously fat, but just plump enough to verge on the brink of normality, never crossing for fear of falling off.

In the grand scheme of things this is a futile gesture, I have my entire youth ahead of me and so I don't truly need to overdramatise such a minor subject. Yet it lingers like some absurde doubt, one that is not simply whafted aside by the limp hand of weakened excusses.

-Molov