Internet is part of life, but it’s not all of life.
The people I know offline aren’t surprised that I am married, employed, and co-own a house. The emails I get from this site often assume these aren’t possible, or that I must be some sort of exception. There’s also am assumption that my fat is the biggest problem I have.
No. So no. A world of no.
This is a blog about fat acceptance and demystifying fat. I write about fat, but it’s not the biggest thing.
In February my father went into hospice and my husband nearly died from an infection. My father did die, barely a month later.
My fat is much smaller than that.
I may start posting more about the non-fat parts of my life. Or not. But no, me not posting as much here doesn’t mean I’m not fat anymore. It can mean I’m preoccupied with estate stuff and new hire training and crunch mode and volunteering and and.
The disconnect may be that I announce my weight here. In real life people see it, but I don’t throw out the Big Scary Number.
PS leg lifts love me. :)