I'm writing this letter to you after I saw you in a new Subway ad this evening. How could you? I supported you, you know, when you lost all that weight. I knew how much it affected your life, being that heavy, and how you needed to be thinner to be healthier and have better self-image and I supported that. I thought you felt the same way about me. But apparently not! Because tonight in the commercial you said that "everyone wants to lose weight this time of year." But I don't Jared. I'm very happy the way I am. I would go so far as to say--I love my curves! And I thought that you loved them too. I thought you understood how I was happy being fat and healthy, and would never insist that I slim down for you. But now I see that I was mistaken. Now because you've joined the ranks of the skinny, you feel as thought you have to pressure all your fat friends into being skinny too. Well, I refuse! I'm going to miss all our times together and all the free food you got from Subway, but I think maintaining a healthy body image is more important than starting a diet which is doomed to fail. Love me, love my roll, Jared. When I think of the countless Americans who are throwing their hard-earned money at the diet companies just to feel as though they have some control over their lives instead of using it for something more important*, I feel sick. I thought you understood when occasionally I got the meatball sub instead of the veggie sub. When I put cheese on it. I'm from Wisconsin, Jared, I have needs too! But now I see you don't respect my choices and I'm just going to have to learn to live with the fact that we won't be compatible. Well. I hope that your skinny little life is as fufilling without me as it was with me. Somehow, I don't think it will be.