Day 17: The Picture

Recently, a tour group at the museum I work at took pictures of me as I was leading their tour. I looked like a beached well. A muffin top was spewing over the rim of my jeans. Double boob action like it was going out of style. I had no chin. My face morphed into... Continue Reading →

Day 16: Insecurities

This is one of those posts that I hope my boy friend does not find and read.... Because it's kind of about him... So the boy friend is now on first shift, and he comes home everyday by 4.00pm. I like to workout in the evenings, but I'm still too insecure with the way I... Continue Reading →

Day 5: Pizza

Today I walked more steps (according to the Fitbit) but I ate a pizza. And cinnasticks. Damn you Domino's and your close proximity to my house. And damn you Louise Grace for having the spine of an earthworm. Literally after having typed that I grabbed the trash that needed to be tossed and walked it the... Continue Reading →

Day 4: Post Soredome

So I skipped a couple of days. Life. Did I mention that I am a grad student? Well, I am. I have a full-time job and I'm going to grad school to receive a Master's in Public History. The university I attend is an hour away, so on Tuesdays and Wednesdays (the last two days),... Continue Reading →

Day 1: The Way I Look

So today, a random Monday in March, I've decided to reclaim my body and take control of the way I look, think, and act. I've never been skinny, and I've always known that. I went from a size 16 in girls to a size 7 in juniors to an 8 in ladies. I have never... Continue Reading →

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