Diary of a Bubble Butt #3

I decided going to buy clothes that fit me better would help me feel better.  I figured it would be similar to the process of setting a broken arm – it sucks, I don’t want to get bigger clothes, but walking around feeling like shit because nothing fits me right is not swell, either.  Sometimes,... Continue Reading →

Diary of a Bubble Butt #2

Well, the scale doesn't hide the thunder in my thighs.  I am currently up 40 pounds since April.  I could point my finger at so many things: medication, an addiction to coca cola, too many friend's dates, too much stress, etc.  However, blaming doesn't do anything for my bulging muffin top.  I currently fit in... Continue Reading →

Diary of a Bubble Butt #1

Editor's Note - I struggle with eating disorders.  I am unsure if references to eating disorders could be triggering, but if it is possible, considered yourself warned?  Since I was 15, I have struggled with bulimia, anorexia, and binge-ing/emotional eating. Food is more of a weapon than a nutrient for me.  I'd love to say... Continue Reading →

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