my first real relationship.
able to take a bath where I don't have to worry about the water running over the edges of the tub.
longer fear a diving board.
able to comfortably take off my shirt where appropriate.
up a flight of stairs with ease.
anywhere with ease.
longer have the fat person smell. (I realize
this may not be a reality for everyone, but it is for me.)
able to sit comfortably on an airplane AND utilize the tray in front of me.
be stared at everywhere I go.
with grace (and without breaking any body parts).
my heartburn for good.
clothes off the rack.
suffocate myself when I lie on my back.
have a haircut look the way I want it to.
more chest pains.
be physically attractive to anyone.
- ___Work as a
Camp Thorpe couselor.
like I deserve things.
- ___Walk one mile
without stopping for a break.
in a restaurant without the feeling that everyone is judging me.
- ___Get out of
this damned wheelchair for good.
- _X_Urinate standing
up. (Men may relate to this one more than women.)
my addiction to food.
- ___Learn to speak
exercise and only feel the normal pains associated with it.
have to go on another diet again, only to fail miserably.
have to hear another sermon about how I need to lose weight.
others instead of always needing help.
treated as an adult instead of as a child.
look so much like a full grown male gorilla that it tries to attack me.
have to settle for the clothes at the Men's Big & Tall store. (By the way, thank you for existing.)
- ___Go white water
the Dixie Chicks.
in a movie theater seat without it hurting.
- ___See Mount
- ___Become a certified
to drive a stick shift.
- ___Work in international
affairs of some sort.
- ___Learn how
to play the banjo.
and start wearing men's pants...because I can!
- ___Make a time
capsule that will last for centuries, and bury it deep in the earth to be found by future generations.
some kind of financial freedom... or at least stability.