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Christmas tree

This time last year I was really depressed and not taking care of myself. My job was trash, my mood was horrendous, and if I wasn’t sobbing, then I was mean to everyone. I kept turning down the suggestions to start antidepressants, even though both my therapist and primary doctor wanted me to try them, and

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Fat Appreciation

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,

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2018

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

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One time I moved to Los Angeles two times

I tried to write the story of when 20-year-old me moved to Los Angeles, but first I had to tell the story of how I got to Tucson from rural Michigan. It became a story about the various men, good and bad, that influenced my sometimes drastic decisions. So, I want to say that this

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