Monthly Archives: May 2013

24 05, 2013

My Body Issues vs My Support System Them Zero Us One

By |2013-05-24T22:41:24-04:00May 24th, 2013|My Story|4 Comments

I sit here with tears in my eyes still. Though I suppose it is better because they are a mixture of a bunch of emotions instead of the overwhelming sense of despair that I was filled with this morning. You'd think after three sessions of Plastic Surgery I'd be more prepared for what this part of the journey offers me. False. It throws me curve balls constantly. Try having consults with 4 different surgeons and [...]

21 05, 2013

Ellen says “Fitch, Please” to Weight Discrimination

By |2013-05-21T10:58:23-04:00May 21st, 2013|My Story|2 Comments

I had every intention of writing a blog today about my wonderful weekend at the WLSFA Event. I have so many great things to share, but I am afraid that will have to wait, something more important to our community is on my mind this morning. Yesterday Ellen Degeneres weighed in on the current controversy surrounding a public statement by Abercrombie and Fitch CEO Mike Jeffries that the brand was "Absolutely Exclusionary" and only "wants [...]

8 05, 2013

This Is How I Roll – Desperately Seeking Slender in Vegas

By |2013-05-08T15:15:26-04:00May 8th, 2013|My Story|1 Comment

There are a million things I should be doing right now other than writing this blog. Maybe not millions, but a ton. Studying for my PT Certification that I feel I am nowhere near ready for, at the gym working on that perfect form I am going to need, helping my Godfather with his house project… the list goes on and on.  I can always find something I should be doing now that I am [...]

7 05, 2013

A Bucket List Moment – Meeting Chris Powell

By |2013-05-07T16:50:16-04:00May 7th, 2013|My Story|5 Comments

There are times when I can't begin to figure out where to start… My Father's remains are in my car after my trip to Los Angels where I helped my Mother move out of the house that my parents had lived in my entire life and said good-bye to the one place, that no matter what memories it held that haunted me, I always knew I had to go back to if I needed it. [...]