I am Plum
You know the scene is a movie or tv show; the starving downtrodden person looking in the window of a restaurant, the people dining either turn an uncomfortable eye pretending not to notice. Every once in a great while someone will take pity on the poor soul and send out some food or give them the leftovers from their meal. I’ve felt that hunger, not for food but for companionship, romance, and yes… sex. Well, I have figured out part of that anyway.
In true fashion, living my life as only I can, I followed the breadcrumbs that the universe had set out for me. Listening to the book Dietland recommended by the Fat Feminist Witch on her podcast. I felt as if Plum had somehow stolen into my mind, my soul and exposed me to the world for all to see what it was like to live the life of a lonely fat woman. What was this fat liberation she went through?
I found a number of authors who were bosom buddies in this fatphobic world, bravely and defiantly sharing their stories for anyone who would listen. All so different, yet the same. They woke something in me. Something beautiful, magical, and life changing.
I delved into the depths of Youtube and found a lot more haters pontificating their bigotry against fat folk then I did those who could shed light on how to find this liberation. The few I found were often railed against for their self love. Then I found a man who worships the robust goddesses of the world in his Curvy Shrine, planting seeds of possibility into my mind. What? There are men in the world who like fat women?
How is this possible? I was always told by some members of my family, the church I was raised in, society, and the media that I was unacceptable. Don’t even think about marriage. Destined to live a sad, little, desperate life. The next bread crumb led me to Largefriends. Here I found many, many men who would have me in so many ways it made my head spin. It was intoxicating. Like a starving person in the restaurant window, I ate every morsel that was sent my way.
From there I added, believe it or not, Facebook dating. Where I met the man who would be the first to touch me in over twenty years. He did things to my body that no man had ever done. My body reacted in kind, filling me with orgasm after orgasm. We’ve been seeing each other for a few months as of this writing.
Not only did this man awaken the ravenous sexual creature within, he introduced me to kink. My mind being pried open, my heart feeling all the new feels, leaving me with more questions than answers as to where to go and what to do. Opening up a whole world to explore.
This has not been just a physical journey, spiritually and emotionally I have healed and grown. My life is expanding slowly. I’m curious to see where the next bread crumb leads to.
