In which I learn to reframe a particularly rude and infuriating question that gets asked at every family function.
Felicia LOVES to say she'll start things tomorrow and then find an excuse not to.
I can't fucking wait to see where this decade takes me.
I think the community wants to change in the way that I want to lose weight. Like magic, and overnight, without actually having to sacrifice anything it enjoys or put in any long term effort into the hard work and sweat it's going to take to build a new set of habits.
...there were moments when my every move stopped being about what I thought would get him excited, and became purely about what was driving my own pleasure.
There's a little voice in my head that asks "Why do you feel like you have anything more/different to offer than anybody else who is already doing it?"
Whenever I see a photo or read a writing from another larger-bodied femme, it makes me feel so happy, and proud, and represented.