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Welcome to the Jungle, pt. 2

When I first started this blog in Dec 2007, I described myself thusly:
“I’m fat. Too large to sit comfortably in a seat at the opera; and, too small to think much at all about my body until I do try to sit in those darn seats. And then I look around & realize nearly everyone else can set their purses [...]

BFFs

Tomorrow I will fly across the country to visit my best friend. We met 23 years ago, when we were teens. Even though I weighed less than 110 pounds back then AND about 10 pounds less than she did, my weight was something she always fixated on & declared that it was “too much”.
I left [...]

The Next First Steps

I’ve been trying to compose an opening line, but there just doesn’t seem to be any clear way to start. Lately, we’ve explored a lot of family issues. My sisters’ impending arrival looms large because *this time* I want at least one thing to be different: ME.
And I’m not talking about my weight. Yeah, sure, [...]

Shattering the Mold

Lately, I’ve been trying to view myself with a compassionate eye. I try to see myself as my husband sees me: pretty, cute, beautiful, & sexy. I try to view myself as if I was looking at a stranger; what would I see? Objectively, what I see is very different & significantly more pleasing to [...]

Less than a Red-Headed Stepchild

My family has always considered me fat. They gave me a two-worded nickname & the first word was “fat”. Fat has always been a very bad thing to be in my family. Yet, in their eyes, I have always been fat. 
I was a fat baby. I was a fat kid. I was a fat anorexic. I was fat even when [...]

The Gooch Lives… what now?

In one of my favorite movies, “Auntie Mame”, the lead character frustratingly tells her dowdy secretary, Agnes Gooch, to break free from her constricted wallflower role & to “live! live!”. After a night of drunken debauchery, the secretary returns home utterly frazzled. She pulls up her dress & climbs the stairs to Auntie Mame’s bedchambers to seek [...]

I don’t usually talk about my sisters or mom & dad. I think about them, & probably talk about them, more than I see or talk to them. We don’t live near each other. The closest person to me, geographically, is my sister (both my sisters are younger than me); & she lives several large [...]

See Me

Sometime during the past week or so, I ran out of clean clothes. Which isn’t to say I ran around town naked; I just had to reach into the depths of my closet to find ANYTHING I could wear in public without either getting cited for indecency or assumed to be an escapee from an insane asylum.
I absolutely [...]

Total transformation

On the road to gaining my weight, I rarely wore makeup or did anything to my hair.
At some point, at my largest weight, I started to wear my hair my plaits, twisted around my head like a little Dutch girl. I thought it was a cute look. It was also easy.
After losing some weight, I [...]

Devil inside

One thing I’ve noticed about myself is that I’m very competitive… sorta. I’m not one of those people who feels better about myself if someone else has gained weight or fails to achieve something they wanted. I think stuff like that is really mean & pointless. The way in which I’m competitive is that if [...]