No more "ugly, fat *****"

When I was in high school, during my Fresh. and Soph. year I was 205 and was always referred to as the "ugly fat *****". I used to get bullied every day and used to have to avoid certain ways in the hall because I was the "fat *****". Everyone used to bully me no matter how nice I was. Nobody wanted to be friends with me, because I was fat, ugly, and people were afraid of how they were going to look if they were my friend. The loneliness and depression was more than any 15 year old should have to deal with. During my "dark days" being the fat, ugly *****, I wore yoga pants every day almost, because those were my comfort. For that I ALSO got bullied and made fun of and was told, "You only wear those because they're the only things you can fit in." Those words scar deeper than any cut you can imagine, and there's no cure. Every day I would go home and cry, and I would hate myself. My dad also used to tell me I was fat, and that hurt. Also when I was obese, I could tell how heavy I was when I went upstairs. It took me one last breakdown and one last final straw to change my life around. Now I'm 130. How did I do it? No help first off. I worked out every day for an hour and stopped eating fast food, stopped getting Venti's and going to Starbucks so frequently, stopped drinking pop and eating candy. Today I'm 130 and I went from a size13 to a size 3, and I can't be any happier than I am today. Now I get more attention, compliments, and sometimes people don't recognize me from high school. The funny thing is, now that I'm thinner and more confident, the people who brought me down want to befriend me again. Two words for them? "Fk you". You weren't there during my struggle, so don't be there during my success. To this day, I sit back and look at myself and what I've accomplished with a smile, and occasional tear but I'm proud of where I am, and that's all that matters.