I haven’t “dieted” in forever. I want to say it’s been about 6 or 7 months. I’ve really made this a lifestyle.
But yaaaaa girl is READY for a fat loss challenge💪🏻😜
I’m starting it in April. (Very soon)
I’m not sure for how many weeks but if you’re interested in joining me, let me know so I can put something together.
Who’s in? 😏

My jiggle

My thighs jiggle,
my belly aches.
I look in the mirror 
and see the mistakes
that God made
when he made me.

How can you love me
when I look like this?
My thighs touch,
and let’s not even talk about
my tits. 
They are saggy and ugly,
my smile is small,
my ass is a cellulite

Still you want to sleep with me.
Haven’t you seen the size of my thighs?
Haven’t you seen my tummy protrude?
I’m sorry to ask,
I don’t mean to be rude,
but how is that you want to fuck me?
I wouldn’t fuck me
and I’m fucking me. 

Maybe I haven’t 
been perfectly clear,
if you want to have sex with me,
we can, but I fear
that you’ll get me in bed,
see the way my fat jiggles,
then run away screaming,
as my ass still wiggles,
my cellulite blobbing
it’s blobulous blobbery,
me sleeping with you
seems a lot like robbery.

A hit and run,
is a good description
and in my mind
is an accurate depiction
of what will happen
when you get with me,
and the fat that I hide
in my clothes busts free.
I expect you to run,
I expect nothing less.
I’m ready for you to
be grossed out. Unless! 

Let’s turn out the lights.
Nice and dark.
You won’t see all the jiggles,
you’ll just see the spark,
the spark that I feel
between you and me,
and I’ll hide all this blobulous
for one more day. 

Facts About The Female Body
  1. Everyone has rolls when they bend over.
  2. When someone says “You’re beautiful”, they aren’t lying.
  3. Any girl you ask will have a stretch mark, they are beyond normal.
  4. You should have more confidence, it’s really attractive. 
  5. You’re allowed to fall in love with yourself, and you should.
  6. It’s okay to not love every part of your part of your body (but you should)
  7. Everyone’s boobs are uneven.
  8. You’re fucking beautiful. 

Fat shaming — not lack of willpower — is why so many Americans struggle with their weight

  • Seemingly well intentioned instances of fat shaming — like discouraging someone from eating dessert or saying they need to be more active — are socially acceptable because they’re framed as concern.
  • But in a sick twist, fat shaming is proven to be counterproductive. 
  • The language we use to talk about weight and the assumptions we make based on a person’s size can contribute to more weight gain and less self care, like seeking medical attention. 
  • Fat shaming can spike stress hormones that can increase weight gain.  Read more

It seemed fitting to pull out my old Fanders Army shirt after @thatsthat24 ‘s latest vlog (so fitting to the point whee the moment I got out of class I was running to my car to grab my selfie stick and taking these pictures on the field like a weirdo). And I’ve decided to open up about my own struggles with my body image.

I’ve been overweight for a good portion of my life. I’m still learning how to love my body for what it is. There had been days where I full on broke down because I hated what I saw in the mirror. I’d cry at least twice a week alone in my room because I didn’t think I was beautiful or could ever actually be loved. I was hardly ever content with the way my face looked or my hair length/style. Admittedly, there were some pretty dark thoughts because of these views, but that’s a different story.

It’s been a process, but it’s getting easier to accept myself for who I am. I take a lot of selfies (some would joke I take too many) to force myself to really look at my face and find features that I like (like my eyes look good with this color shirt or that smile looks cute in this photo, etc). I have fun changing my hair color every few months (right now I’m in the Nymphadora Tonks stage of my hair adventure), I do my makeup a different color scheme each day so I can feel like I’m some sort of new painting everyday. I’ve been taking more photos that include my stomach, even though that’s where the majority of my body fat is. I now have three tattoos, two of which are reminders to myself that no matter what my brain tries to tell me: it’s worth it to love myself and to enjoy the life I have, and that the only sharp objects that should ever touch my skin are the ones used to make permanent works of art. 

There’s still some bad days, don’t get me wrong. But I’ve come to realize that the people I choose to surround myself with love me for who I am, and that’s what truly matters. 

So thank you, Thomas, for speaking out about a very important topic, and for constantly bringing a smile to my face even when I’m at my lowest.

 Stay Amazing,

💙 Sam