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Sorting out my life

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I’ve been gone awhile. First, trying to sort out my emotional shit. Then, trying to sort out my family shit. Then, trying to sort out my stage fright… Not sorted x3.

But some pressure has been taken off recently, and again I find myself unsure of where to go from here. Without a crisis to fill my brain with worry, I’m kinda floating now. I don’t know exactly what goals I should strive for. The goals that I’ve come to lately have all felt empty. Or at least not as fulfilling as I thought they would be. So if I don’t know what will make me happy, how will I steer my life?

Resume the summer of fun? Fill my time with dancing, reading, and swimming? I’ve learned my lesson on the summer of fucking. Dudes are freakin crazy ass bitches.

Resume long time projects? There’s an awful lot of sewing that still needs doing. And there’s jewelry and hair-piece making.

Start a new project or endeavor? I’ve been thinking about using my savings to get laser eye surgery. Or using the money to travel. Or saving for a townhouse. Maybe I could start a thirty day challenge. Something I could get benefit out of like going to the gym everyday, walking everyday, or cleaning a part of the house. Or meaningless things: paint the army, read more, get up earlier.

Right now I just feel tired, all the time. Burnt out. I just want to sleep all day. Oh, if only that were an option.

Calm it down lady

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I was un-friended, at my favorite social media site, because I was accused of being a fat-shamer.

First, I’d never heard that word before today. I was unaware that there was a label assigned to people who specifically criticize the overweight.

Secondly, the accusation is false. I am not a fat-shamer. When a person I know only through the internet, posted an article about a heavy woman and the mistreatment she suffered at the hands of her doctors over weight, I responded that I didn’t feel sorry for this woman. I’ve known far to many overweight people who are oversensitive about their weight. And what I didn’t say was that I didn’t believe this woman when she says the doctors called her horrible names. She refused to give the names…because there was no name calling. She’s not a martyr, she’s fat person. Fat people can lie just as well as anyone else.

Thirdly, FUCK YOU! I’ve been to the doctor’s office and had the overweight conversation with the doctor because I’M FAT TOO. It’s not comfortable, but it’s the truth. So no, I don’t feel bad for the article lady. I don’t feel sorry for myself. It’s the truth. Thicken your skin or thin out your body. It’s not easy to deal with being fat, I’ve dealt with the judgemental cockasses as well. But that doesn’t mean that everyone should feel sorry for me, or any heavy person.

So goodbye internet friend. If you’re willing to un-friend me because of two sentences of opinion, if you want to brand me a fat-shamer, go a titty-fucking head. I don’t need acquaintances who are so easily offended, without even waiting for an explanation.