Adventures in dating: part 1.

Here it is- my highly anticipated first chronicle of my dating history.   Despite being very happy with my boyfriend, a part of me feels uneasy that I met someone now. I feel like I should have gone through more failed relationships to meet someone that I click with. Nothing in life has come easy…

They called me a fat bitch so that’s what I became.

Before writing the story of how I lost weight, I thought I’d write the story of how I gained weight. The first time I was called fat or the first time that I remember being called fat, I was around four years old. I remember bringing breakfast in bed to my Mum on Mother’s Day….

Introductions

I’m hoping that this is the start of something new. I’m hoping that this isn’t another blog that I abandon, like so many forgotten Tamagotchis (you were too needy), Sea Monkeys (which my brother poured down the sink) and Furbies (I know they’re still plotting my death). This is a space for me to write…