It is important for me to note that the fat body positivity movements would not exist without black women. Every time an all white (and usually not fat) body positivity post crosses your feed, know that they stole and co-opted this movement from black women (click that link). For as long as I can remember,
I am just a few months over 40 and recently did some self reflection while stoned in my sister’s pool. I realized that in my 40 years, I have been blessed with a long list of friends whom I always referred to as my BFFs (best friends forever). There were ones from my childhood that
This is an update from my last post about starting antidepressants. Today is day six of Lexapro 5mg. I should up my dose to 10mg on Thursday, but I am going to wait until Saturday in an effort to manage the side effects at home. It has been a weird roller coaster of feelings, folks.
Through my twenties I never understood depression or anxiety. I was that awful, “just think positive thoughts,” friend. I have since apologized to my friends that were struggling during that ignorant time of my life, and if you are reading this and I never reached out to you, this is my apology. I was a
He leaves motivational notes for me almost every day. It started sometime last year when I was working somewhere that I hated and he would leave a post-it note in the car every morning. You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending. – C.S.
It is almost 2019. There have been a few “year in review” pieces that I have listened to and seriously, folks, how the hell did we make it out alive? (RIP to those that didn’t.) Remember when the entire GOP House was on a train that crashed into a dump truck? Or who else has
My close friends say that I am at my funniest when I’m angry. I think that sometimes I am like a fat Lewis Black. The thing is, I don’t feel funny right now. I just hate everything. I belong to a few fat groups on Facebook and usually it is a place for us to
This is an update to my posts My newfound superpower and Superpowers 2. My friend, @bornmiserable, drew me as a superhero and it was the best thing that’s happened in a long time. It lifted me up on a day (month) when I really fucking needed it. I wrote about my IIH diagnosis and my
I like television. A lot. I grew up watching TV and have a weird memory of us having cable, but it was something that you still had to tune in, like MTV would be static and I would tune the dial a little to the right. Was that a real thing? Anywho, I have feelings
This is an update from my last post, My newfound superpower. I was supposed to start my new job last Monday. I had every intention of somehow powering through, even though I could not stand without thinking I was going to faint and I was in the bathroom every hour for sometimes 15 minutes or