Breaking the Shackle of the Image of the Fat Bitch

Lately, especially since this latest trouble with my family, I’ve been viewing myself the way I think that other people see me.  When I look at myself that way, what I see I don’t like.  I see a fat woman with three chins.  I see a face with a lot of moles.  I see someone with legs like two great big cooked turkey drumsticks, meaty up top and bony at the bottom.  Then I start to the see myself through the eyes of the people who don’t like me.  I see someone who sits alot. Someone who is quiet and … Continue reading Breaking the Shackle of the Image of the Fat Bitch

Is My Sister My Friend?

Long time readers will recall a previous post about the issues that I am having with my family.  You can read the post here.  A couple of days ago, I  had a big blow up with my sister.  It’s been building for awhile.  I thought that I was okay with my sister.  I really did.  I haven’t spoken to my asshole brother in law since July, but I thought I was okay with my sister.  I do things for her and she does things for me.  We talk.  We have fun and we hang out. I miscalculated my budget and … Continue reading Is My Sister My Friend?