This Is Why I Am Single; even though I have had the revelation that I wasn't as fat as I thought I was and shouldn't have let it encumber my enjoyment of Miami, I can't look at myself now with tomorrow's eyes and convince myself that I'm not as fat as I think I am. Yeah, this week my evil scale told me I'm the heaviest I've ever been. Don't worry, I'm not suicidal, and I'm already heading back down to my almost acceptable/settling-for plateau weight, through a little dieting. My weight does sometimes knock my self-esteem down, while sometimes, I don't let it get in the way, or very rarely, I might feel like it's the reason I'm sexy to someone. I will say, that over the years, while I have not lost or even maintained that weight, I've done better at dealing with the way I let it affect me. Obviously, I haven't gotten any better at feeling badly enough about it that I go to the gym... but, that's another "This Is Why I Am Single", ain't it?