I’ve Dropped the Weight
I’ve dropped the weight. My belly looks lumpy and is the antithesis of flat. But I’ve dropped the weight that matters.
I’ve dropped the weight. My belly looks lumpy and is the antithesis of flat. But I’ve dropped the weight that matters.
I’m fat. I hate it and sometimes I hate my body. But I’m done feeling this way. I’m committing to myself. I’m going to lose weight.
My goal pants are toxic, and a dream that is not really mine, but one forced on me by what society says I should want.
Following a gluten-free diet at home can feel like a challenge in and of itself, but hitting the road on a gluten-free diet can seem downright intimidating.
I’ve dropped the weight. My belly looks lumpy and is the antithesis of flat. But I’ve dropped the weight that matters.
I’m fat. I hate it and sometimes I hate my body. But I’m done feeling this way. I’m committing to myself. I’m going to lose weight.
My goal pants are toxic, and a dream that is not really mine, but one forced on me by what society says I should want.
Following a gluten-free diet at home can feel like a challenge in and of itself, but hitting the road on a gluten-free diet can seem downright intimidating.