Little FAT Me

I work full time and I barely have time to breathe. In 2005 hurricane Katrina rearranged my life, since then I have gained roughly 80-90 pounds. I believe that it started in depression and became an addiction. I have started and failed many diets and then decided that MAYBE if I combine diet and exercise with blogging and shopping I might be able to find success. This is the story of 2010 and my struggle to rise above addiction, pain, depression and fat.
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30. Mother. Wife. Artist. Psychic (sensitive.) Writer. Singer. Rain dancer. Lover. Daughter. Sister. Child of God.

The road to MY PERSONAL goal BMI/weight!

Friday, May 21

No, you shut up!

Oh, EVERYONE shut the fuck up!
Great, now there is too much silence in my head. :/
So, I went to KFC tonight and got the goddess of butch a bucket-o-grilled and got the lil'Einstien a small popped and for me, you are so kind as to ask my little love-ies. I said my great and dramatic goodbye to food and all thing I love with a #7 - the variety box of epic-ness and, um, variety? So now I am noshing all night on my KFucksocksC and dreading the morning when I will take my Little FAT ass and park it on a Weight Watchers chair. That's right, I surrender. I giveth the fuck up and admit that I, the great and powerful FAT (please ignore that girl blogging behind the curtain) need help.

1 comment:

  1. Oh lil Fat.. you are a sexy bitch with or without the evils of WW, but i know how you feel. I sucked down a giant ass borrito from Taco Bell today. and told myself i would work out tonight to make up for it, yet here i am on my ass not moving, at least it's a nice big ass. =) love ya and i'm hella glad your back!


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