Monday, November 25, 2013
You'd think with all the pounds I've added over the last several months, some of them could have settled in my chest area. Y'know, bigger plumper Girls, as it were. But no. No no, the breasts don't get the benefit, just the thighs, spreading every wider and w-i-d-e-r. And Eunice, my gut flap apron thing. I'd be mollified if my butt got rounder or better or something but it's just gotten broader rather than plumper. Does that make sense?
I'm here, back, mostly. I've dusted off a few things, reconnected a few things, and we'll see where this leads me. I had my ridiculous tantrum for several months and now I'm paying the price. I don't feel good. I don't look good. I'm not surprised.
It's not going to be easy, or pretty, or heck even consistent at this point. But nothing worth having ever is, right?
Thank you for the messages and checking in on me.