Star Jones finally spoke up about her decision to undergo gastric bypass surgery as a result of her overweight issues, according to MSNBC.

Even though I claimed to be just fine with my weight, I saw how other women were treated like the girlfriend, while I was treated like the good friend. To compensate for my insecurities, I spoke louder and ate more: Whenever I felt lonely, a Double Whopper with cheese became my friend. If I felt sad, six strips of bacon made me feel better. Soon I was up to 225 pounds, which, when you are 5′5″ and lazy and sedentary, is neither fly nor curvaceous, but I convinced myself I was phat, not fat.

My weight gain began to take a physical toll: I couldn’t breathe without sounding winded; walk without getting tired; sleep without snoring; or take a flight without using a seat belt extender. I pretended not to see how big I was getting — but not only did I see it, I was disgusted by it. I also pretended not to see the side looks and smirks from friends and strangers, or to comprehend the backhanded compliments I often received, such as, “You have such a pretty face” (I knew they really wanted to add, “for a woman of your size”). Each mean-spirited comment hurt, but I reacted as I was trained to do as a prosecutor standing before a hostile judge: “Square your shoulders, Star; speak louder, Star; show them they can’t hurt you.” Through it all, food was there to comfort me. Food never judged me — even when I judged myself. The night before the surgery, I convinced myself that afterward everything would be fine and I could get on with the rest of my life. I had no idea that before I could move on, I would have to face the present and the past as they were, not as I wished them to be.

Well, after having been lying all this time about her weight loss due to dieting and pilates or whatever crap she used as excuses, she finally came out with the truth. Let’s just give her the benefit of the doubt, and say that maybe she did try but it was just too hard to resist the dessert buffet line. But anyway, I guess she looks good now. The next thing for Star to do is go on the delusional Tyra Banks Show and have Tyra scream in her face about how you should love yourself, be yourself, and not try to change yourself no matter how thick or thin you are. I mean, that’s what the Tyra show is all about - meaningful stuff.