The last few months (AKA, this summer) have been a ginormous roller-coaster ride. I lost my job at the SF startup (I think you all know this). I took time out to think and write and explore creative pursuits (AKA, hobbies outside of Facebook scanning). I’ve actually made – with my own hands – rings…… Continue reading How sobriety has changed my life.
I was on an airplane sitting next to a fabulous woman two days ago. We talked about everything, as one does on airplanes. At one point I was telling her all about my “make gorgeous clothes for larger women” fantasy. I tried to describe my core concepts, using existing designers as baselines – for example,…… Continue reading I talked shit to my bod, and it fought back.
Hi. Good morning. It’s Tuesday morning here in Seattle and it’s finally time to start talking about exercise. Movement. Sweating. Breathing hard. It’s all got to be written but I’ve avoided writing about it. So, here sits Fatty getting ready (with lots of words, so many words) to write about moving her body through space…… Continue reading Exercise.
Hi everyone. I want to talk a little bit about that last post I wrote (“My perspective on dieting and booze”). When I re-read that post (every other day since I posted it) I cringe as I viscerally react to my own know-it-all voice. And in many ways I regret posting it. It’s didactic. It…… Continue reading About that last post…
We all are born to a body type, just like hair color, height, skin color etc. If we are born to a bigger body type, we don’t fit in — and we have a natural desire to fit in and be considered desirable — so we diet (or cut out sugar, or reduce carbs, or…… Continue reading My Perspective on Dieting and Booze
Ah, year 2 is done. Mixed bag of a year, to be honest. After year one, it felt a little like my rainbows and unicorns – unappreciated by me on a daily basis – moved on to the people who needed and wanted them more. The humdrum of life is back in full force, but…… Continue reading Two (2) years sober.
I started to read Kelsey Miller’s “Big Girl” over a year ago, but I had to keep putting it down. It hurt too much. Her story had way too many parallels to my own. And her writing style made her pain seem light and breezy, and funny, and I kept feeling angry and sad for…… Continue reading Kelsey Miller’s “Big Girl”