So here goes. Yes, it is my fault that I am fat. That I am a size 18 / 20. But I think I should be able to go feckin skiing if I want to. I shouldn’t be having to fight the urge to scream out loud in a changing rooms because I can’t even get the biggest XL of a mens pair of sallopettes to fit me.
I am very upset right now. Proper upset. Not crying upset. Angry upset. And it makes me want to do is eat more food. Which isn’t going to help the situation.
Relatively, I have done well. I have not gained any weight since last summer – August to be exact. I’ve gone up and down a bit, but I’ve not gone and higher than where I was last summer. And in the first 8 months of last year, I gained a fair bit. So I’m doing better than I was.
I don’t know. I’m waffling. I’m sorry. I’m upset. I’m bidding on some on ebay that are for girls. But I want to be able to try them on. In a shop. I don’t want to be penalised for having a big tummy after a bodged c section. I’m seriously naffed off right now.
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