Fat Doesn’t Mean Unhealthy
There are two things you should know about me: I am fat and I am physically healthy. Okay, so I’m not 100% physically healthy, but no one is. My ankle is still a bit dodgy after I fractured it last...
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A Cup Of Tea In The Middle Of The Night
I’m still awake. It’s a quarter to one in the morning on the third night of a random bout of insomnia. I’m currently drinking tea, listening to music and…writing this. Insomnia is an odd thing, the way the body stays...
So I Fell Out Of My House…And Fractured My Ankle
So, remember when I fell out of my house two months ago? Yeah, well, the bruises went and the horrible scab on my knee healed (and scarred), and the swelling mostly went down. But not entirely and the pain never...
Fussy Eaters Anonymous
As previously and briefly mentioned recently, I was a vegetarian as a teenager. While is pretty typical for a teenager – trying something out, loving animals, lots of friends and a sister who’s a vegetarian, was inevitable some would say,...
Learning To Cry Again
I both love and hate crying. Actually, love is too strong a word (hate is not). I do not love the headache I get, or the snotty nose. I do not love the rest cheeks or the puffy eyes. I...
Seven Things I Learned When I Stopped Wearing Bras
Warnings – Gratuitous use of the words nipple and boobs. It’s been eight months since I stopped wearing bras. I gave up on them last April after breaking my washing machine (for the second time) and after years of never...
I May Have Lost Weight – I Really Don’t Care
I am overweight. Okay, actually, I think, depending on who you ask – and what scale they use – I am obese. Not morbidly so, I have a bit of height on me so it evens out but there’s enough...
Taking My Breasts Back
I’m taking my breasts back. Not from anyone in particular – I didn’t have them dropped off at a shop to be cleaned or anything. I’m taking them back from my bra. And from society. I don’t need to wear...
