Musings on life, not being fat anymore and whatever else bumbles into my consciousness.
#BypassedAF
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Strike a pose.
Many moons ago I found myself in the National Portrait Gallery, and came upon a painting from the ‘Big Sue’ series by Lucian Freud. For those of you who’ve never seen one of these paintings, Sue Tilley was a lady who worked in a benefits office. Sue was also resplendently fat. Freud was such a…
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Guntectomy
gunt. noun. (plural gunts) I did the thing. The tummy tuck. I got to 158lbs down and I was sick of having to stuff my stomach into my jeans. Dr L – plastic surgeon extraordinaire and the lovely lady she is, pointed at my vadge during our first encounter and declared with a sigh “I…
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Not Dying.
I thought I was going to die. And all the while I did, and that it was actually a real possibility that I might, I thought about my daughter. That small(ish) firecracker that amazes and confounds and frustrates, often all at once. I also thought of Philip Larkin’s, This Be The Verse, hoping that history…
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I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a friend.
Most importantly I am my own fucking person.
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