How do you forgive yourself when you have destroyed your own life? When you have self-sabotaged and talked yourself out of every healthy choice you're presented with? When you engage in a pattern of self-destructive behavior that only feeds on itself and drags you down into a black hole? At times, I feel like my… Continue reading Forgiveness for the Fat Lady!
For those of you who are obese, who never know just when to cease obsessive and incessant stuffing, who walk upstairs with lots of huffing, you may be wondering just why the doctors and the books all lie. You've tried the Atkins and the Eades, have eaten rabbit food and weeds. Have starved yourself… Continue reading Obesity Explained or Not!
I've noticed when it comes to a healthy lifestyle I maintain an all or nothing approach. The light switch is either flipped to on, where I'm all in and give 100% to diet and exercise, or it's flipped off. Then the workouts are absent and the urge to binge eating over rolls me like a… Continue reading When Life feels like a Light Switch
"Don't eat so fast," my Mother said when I was just a little girl, but it didn't help. I gulp food down; it has always been that way. I am a speed eater. I am the first to make a happy plate. I am the first who gets up to get seconds. I don't care… Continue reading Bite Me Slowly!
I looked at my toes and noticed it was time to get a pedicure. I am not the only woman who gets a pedicure, but I am often the only one who needs it because she cannot do it herself. I am too big, my belly is in the way and my arms are not long… Continue reading Obesity -When Toenail Painting Becomes a Circus Act
I can and I will march on to my drum Achieve the impossible Live my dream Make a fist just because I can I have found a rhythm so it seems, march to my own drum -still stubbornly holding on by a thread. I have lost 11 pounds so far and I am mighty proud… Continue reading Pigs fly -Porkchop Style
Why are you attacking me, what have I ever done to you? I want to scream but I don't say a word. I haven't treated it right, have ransacked and abused parts of this beautiful, fat body for quite some time. I am carrying an imaginary adult person on my shoulders, everywhere I go. Goodness,… Continue reading I cannot be Trusted -yet