Sometimes I feel weird about not being legit fat anymore. I identified pretty strongly as a deathfat for almost five years. Fat femme. 250. Size 20ish. Shorthand.

I’ve lost almost one hundred pounds in the last year and a half. I wasn’t trying to lose weight. My life changed a lot. I became poor again and was walking a lot more and although I was handling stress fairly well, don’t think for a second that I wasn’t stressed. I seem to have unintentionally fooled some people into thinking my move to Seattle was a breeze. There was trauma and struggle and even Pollyanna gets the blues.

I have a lot of feels about not being one of the fat girls anymore. There was a lot of community in it and I feel like an undercover fat girl a lot of the time. I’m still sometimes the largest girl in the room and that’s oddly comforting when it happens.

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hollyhocksandtulips:

Eeny, meeny, miny mo

hollyhocksandtulips:

Eeny, meeny, miny mo

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Oh man. Amazing first date. Feeling rullllll tired and pumped and stoked and stuff.

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