I’ve lain here for two whole days
Sick, and festering with the disease that eats away at me
My hair, a limp dish-rag, my body wasting away like quickly-smoked cigarettes
Not a shower I’ve had in these two days
But still, I smell sweet, sweet as the honey drizzling over my legs
The insects come in throngs and nibble away...
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It’s a brand new year, and I’m no closer to my goal of reducing my weight by 20 kgs than I was 2 years ago when I insisted this was what I was going to do. As I age through the years, my willpower diminishes, my sense of discipline is transferred to keep order in...
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…..like there aren’t enough hours in a day? And when you get home after a long day’s work, you have so little time to spend with your loved ones.
…..uncomfortable when a man stares admiringly at you? Never mind that he’s dog-ugly.
…..intimidated by a person who towers over you like St. George’s dragon?
…..fat and bloated, but...
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008 at 2:00pm Posted in Body image, Family, Fashion, Holidays, Memoirs, Motherhood, Parenting, Thoughts, Weekend, Weight loss project, Weight management, Work, Writing
For obvious reasons, I stay away from skinny jeans, midriff-baring tops, sleeveless/spaghetti-strap tops, tight clothing, and of course, swimwear. Even way back then when I wasn’t fat, I was still painfully shy of having to don a swimsuit. I’d never been bolder to put on less than a modest 1-piece. Oh, I had a nice...
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