The Delusions of Obesity

I was fine when I was over 400 lbs. I had a job that paid decently, I had my own office, car, and had a place to live. I had friends and I went out sometimes but didn't like crowds. I felt I was living life the only way I could, and it was working. I was, of course, completely delusional. My job? It sucked. The company was a clusterfuck and I wasn't treated well.My apartment? Constantly messy. I...