But I always, always, always thought I was. Continue reading I Wasn’t Always Fat
Fantasy: I was at work and had lost a great deal of weight – like I’d had some kind of surgery or been ill or something so there was a marked difference. In the daydream, one of my colleagues said ‘you’re looking great’ and I was surprised that I felt kind of embarrassed and offended. The thought popped into my head ‘I was great before’. Continue reading A Waking Dream
I’ve been trying a bit harder to lose weight. As opposed to just hoping and really, really wanting to, but without making any genuine effort. Continue reading I Wonder Whether I Should Get A Dummy*
What I look forward to doing if I were ever to lose weight:
Continue reading On Being Asked ‘Why Do You Want To Lose Weight?’
I can’t, and I don’t seem to want to. For a while perhaps I thought my husband would do that for me. I abdicated that responsibility, if I ever held it. Maybe briefly. Before that it was my dad, I suppose. And before that, I can only assume, my mother, when it was just a case of nappy changing and so on. Continue reading Waaah! I Can’t Look After Myself!
My friend was complaining about clearing out the horses’ stable. I laughed and laughed, but lately the phrase has come back to haunt me. I am beginning to feel as though I, too, shit more than I eat. Continue reading They Shit More Than They Eat!
Hoarding. I met a friend today who is starting a business as a declutterer, and I’ve been mulling this over. We think of hoarding in terms of stuff. Continue reading Keeping The Best Till Last or Fear of Running Out