A health initiative that embraces both change and the happy fatty life sounds like the ultimate contradiction but I have genuinely found that this is a reality, & I’m proud to say I’m part of it.
This time of year divides us into Team Fatness or Team Fitness, leaving my fat-positive-but-wanting-to-lose-weight-for-personal-health-reasons arse in the middle of a real life venn diagram.
I’ve taken it upon myself this Breast Cancer Awareness Month to compile an extensive list of bosom-based slang terms. Because, if we can’t smile for jubblies in the name of health, what even is life?
TW. Bariatric surgery is not a decision I’ve made lightly & I’ve made it known to all the counselors / dietitians / exercise instructors I’ve met so far that I’m happy in my own skin & I will always support the plus world. So why am I scared of the plus world shunning me?
We have so many sources of self love readily available but some brands have jumped on this bandwagon with ulterior motives.
If you’ve seen my Crater looking sleepy at a wrestling show, it’s my fault for keeping him up all night… With my snoring that we never realised was a life-threatening side effect of being a fat lass.
For years I’ve dreaded the “where do you see yourself in five years time?” questions because until he put a ring on it, I didn’t have a clue. Now I know exactly what I want.