Lions mane mushroom "nuggets", flank steak, sweet potato, kale, green grapes
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Lions mane mushroom "nuggets", flank steak, sweet potato, kale, green grapes
Gestational Diabetes
A million thoughts, wrapped in shame and fear. Hoping I can establish the best of habits to ensure the safety of my future kiddo and myself. I think I'll be posting here to help with my tracking.
Haven't seen these yet
These delight me. WeightWatchers can get absolutely fucked.
[ID: 3 Tweets from a verified Weight Watchers impersonator. They read:
"We would like to formally apologize for all of the eating disorders we caused."
"It's pretty fucked up that your Mom signed up to our program when you were 12."
"We're going out of business because Gen Z doesn't hate themselves as much as their Moms did."
end IDs.]
Everything is Fine. Art by Lisa Sterle, from the Modern Witch Tarot.
Enjoying moving my body instead of dreading it.
Acorn squash and an egg for lunch.
I made, what now unfortunately feels like a mistake, of being emotionally vulnerable to my close friends list on Instagram and referring to my activity level. As a fat woman I am the lowest hanging fruit when my friends fall trap to weight loss pyramid schemes. I'm tired of people trying to monetize me on their journey toward cuter selfies. Weight loss takes over their lives and their brand becomes a festering ground of toxic positivity, egotism, and hive-mentality.
I'm so sad about this friend in particular. I adore her. I'm happy that she's feeling more confident as she drops pants sizes, but I've been SO CLEAR that I need her side hustle to have a boundary from me. I know that she's being assimilated into this culture that normalizes "helping friends" by her coaching group, but it's really damaging. I worry it's only going to get harder to communicate it as she feels more and more validated by her personal results.
An image from the 1920s!
(Also, possibly, my dreams.)
blushes.
New stretch marks and highest reported weight to date. I can't stand to look at my self and I can't get it together.
Yesterday
I wasn't great today. But the 'za was home-made.
Pink, blue, green
I had popcorn, 1.5 beers, and 2 mini hotdogs at the movie theater last night and threw up at 2am.
EA(s)T(er)
🌮 🥗
Lunch!