Enough of the Fat Shaming

I urge you not to go down the rabbit hole on YouTube of searching for Fat Shaming I was saddened and appalled that the majority that came up on the first page were Pro Fat Shaming

It is NEVER OK TO BULLY BELITTLE OR SHAME SOMEONE

 

I chose not to watch the videos, instead I chose to post my Own on Fat Shaming and body shaming not being ok

Please go watch it and if you like it, it would be a great help if you clicked the Like button

 

and even better if you could Subscribe to my Vlog it is a mixed bag of the things I really love

 

Time to stop Hating on things.

Not sure when it became acceptable but it really needs to stop.

 

Please like the vlog if you would like to see more of my Musings on Video.

 

And please if you are a subscriber here pop over to YouTube and subscribe to my Channel it would be super appreciated

 

Moving more towards Vlogs

Hi Every Amazing one of you,

I know I have been so hit and miss with this over the last few years in part that is due to some mental health stuff which seemed to kicked up several notches since I broke my leg 4 years ago.

 

So in that vein I am moving towards a Vlog or Video blog.

 

Along with that comes a New Once a Month Ask Amanda Similar to the column I used to write for Goddess Magazine where I create an event on my Amanda Christina Psychic Fan Page where as long as you are a fan of the page you can ask a question either via Private Message or on the event page. You are free to ask to remain Anonymous however I will only ever use First Names or last initial in the case of two people with the Same Name.

I am hoping later in the year to Launch a Patreon and when I do my Patrons will be the first ones able to Ask questions for the Ask Amanda Vlogs.

 

As well As Ask Amanda, I will be doing Vlogs on the kind of things I would normally post here along with Craft tutorials, Happy Mail and Haul vids and also possibly some cooking videos.

 

So bacially my Channel is going to be me doing all the things I love and sharing them. I am not a professional at this but I do find it easier currently to actually do a vlog rather than typing my thoughts out though be prepared for rambling.

 

I really hope you will all click the Youtube button and Subscribe to my Channel as it would mean a great deal to me for you all to share in the journey with me as we always have

 

Till next we meet on life’s journey may you live your life with passion

 

In Love and Light

 

Amanda

Losing my Mind (or why I stopped taking Lamictal)

 

 

The last 9 days of my life have been hell, and that feels like an understatement.

 

Why is it the Chemicals that are supposed to help us, come with such huge glaring side effects that actually for some make the experience of taking them so so so much worse than the illness itself.

 

It amazes me that the side effect of most Depression Medication is actually depression.

 

I was having great results on the Organic Turmeric, Ginger and Black Pepper Capsules in fact it was a noticeable Difference not only in my Mood, but also my Arthritis and my Cholesterol came back not even slightly elevated for the first time in a very long time (I have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome both my Cholesterol and Blood sugars usually present as slightly elevated NOTE NOT DIABETIC)

 

First came the Belligerence, the easy to get worked up, ranty and pissed off over the slightest thing that would normally not affect me so badly.

To the Point even my Partners in Recovery Person noticed the change as did my Dr.

 

Then came other things like the swollen throat, the asthma and allergies going through the roof.

 

The was the added element of high anxiety.

Maybe it is just the time of year I rationalised as I almost burst into tears for no apparent reason.

 

I will keep going because on two pills it is supposed to get better.

 

Have you ever seen the Simpsons Episode where Homer Makes Bart a Clown bed and Bart is sitting near the wall rocking back and forth saying ‘Can’t sleep clown will eat me’ that is a lot how I have felt most of the time on this medication.

There was the Day I ate a whole caramel Mud cake in two goes (part of Bi Polar 2 comes with impulse control). The Kicker I am really not a fan of Caramel Mud cake. I did not even understand why I was doing it when I was doing it. But at the same time was powerless to stop myself. Even as I was thinking this is crazy, you don’t even like Caramel Mud cake.

 

Any small amount of stress had me rocking back and forth (it is something that happens from time to time but this was at an elevated level)
The wonky balance (and I mean wonkier than normal) had me fearful of another fall.

Then there is the constant (only goes away when I sleep) weird light dancing out of the corner of my right eye. That one kind of drives me nuts  cause no matter how much I wiped my eyes, or tried to get rid of it, it is always there, even sometimes with my eyes closed.

 

The foggy brain that was like I was not really anywhere and the echoey voice thing in my head (usually only happens when I have a migraine you know the one where your voice sounds both distant and all echoey?)

 

All that is enough to deal with but then came the bad thoughts. The ones soo unlike me I could not put voice to them. The kind of dark place, that while I have had one or two thoughts of if I could stop breathing all this madness could end over the years, but usually only very briefly and in moments of extreme stress.

 

The no one needs you to be here thoughts. The world would be better off without you ones. The final straw for me the one that really broke the Camel’s back was coming home from my Sisters last night after a Lovely Dinner she cooked for me, and having a really wonderful time to sitting in a taxi on my way home coming down the street next to mine, hoping there was someone waiting to kill me before I even got in the front door.

Followed by getting home, laying on my bed and bawling my eyes out for 2hrs. Partially with Disappointment…

 

Partially with thoughts of no one would even notice if I was gone.

 

As a Bawled my eyes out I was talking to a friend on fb, not really about the effects of the mood stabilisers just about random stuff and that is when I decided I cannot do this anymore.

This drug is messing with me in such a way that I am scared, scared of what upping the dose may push me to do

Scared that if I keep taking it the Dark places it was taking me too would get worse.

Scared that I might give in to the Darkness.

 

And whilst life is not a bucket of fun and Laughs atm, I still have loads to deal with I do want to be here.

 

There are projects I want to complete, Family and friends I love dearly and have no wish to vanish from their lives.

And so much yet to be done.

For me the Choice is easy I choose me, I  choose my Sanity.

 

I am not saying that the Drugs do not work, this one in particular just does not work for me.

 

There are other things like swinging between extreme moods, hating to craft (which if you read this or my craft blog you know is what actually helps keep me sane), Having a huge panic attack getting out of the shower to the point it took me about half an hour to calm down.

 

It is not a pretty picture, but it is part of my Journey with Bi Polar 2.

As I type this I still have the drug in my System, I am still a hairsbreadth away from bawling my eyes out, and yes I have been as I type this journey out.
I have a Dr’s Appointment thurs if I can get Community transport. But deep in my gut, deep in my intuition which had me terrified of even trying this Drug I know it is the right choice.

And that is a good part of the battle.

 

Till next we meet on life’s journey do not be afraid to ask questions and seek alternatives. As they say in The Hunting of the Snark “Try all that you know and all that you don’t, Not a chance must be wasted today”

 

In Love and Light

Amanda

Another Diagnosis

So I have been sitting on something for a while now, about two months. A lot of people in my world know about it but not everyone.

So rather than having to explain it to lots of people over and over which is exhausting and energy I just do not possess and because I have always been 100% honest on my blog which I have been sorely neglecting the last couple of years. I am going to talk about it here.

I was diagnosed with Bi Polar 2. Read this wiki link to find out more about it and the differences between the two some are subtle some are huge https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_II_disorder

This came as a shock to me I truly expected to be diagnosed with  what I already knew Social Anxiety, Depression and possibly PTSD.

To be honest I am still wrapping my head around what it means for me. It has certainly made some things much clearer and given me a greater understanding of my life as a whole and my path in life.

Of why things have not always gone on a normal path for me.

Interestingly Art Therapy is one of the top ways of Dealing with Bi Polar 2 and as someone who is a passionate crafter I often say creativity is the air that I breathe.

Though my creativity is down a lot this year, I know it helps me at times to focus and also to get through the darkness.

Now I know why I go quiet, I am overwhelmed, or need time out from everyday life and interactions room to rest and recover and that is ok. There is nothing wrong with needing time for ourselves.

I can see the progression, I can see when it got worse and then worse again when I sunk deeper and deeper. But when I talk to the people who know about it there is so much confusion. I hear a lot of “there is a Bi Polar 2” what is the difference.

I wish I could tell you lots of them, you get longer periods of depression, you have Hyper mania instead of Mania, there are commonalities as well.

You struggle with impulse control (might be one reasons sometimes I say what I think and have also done so not sure if that is a good or bad thing)

This is not something I chose, it is not a path I would honestly wish on anyone. I have googled a lot since diagnosed and honestly am not much clearer than before I started.

It is a lot to wrap your head around and honestly the information out there can be a bit complex and not very straight forward.

However I now need to choose if I take the path of medication, I told my Dr and Shrink I would try it but I am wary after the Metaformin incident that sent my health spiralling backwards for 2 full years and even now I am still trying to pull myself out of that spiral of sucky bad health.

There are also natural things I can do, but you need a budget for that that atm I just do not have.

Honestly I am still wrapping my head around it and what changes I need to make to help myself cope and deal with this all.

The thing I find hardest is letting people in when I am in the bad places, and it is important to have people around who can say hey you don’t seem ok etc. Even though you do not want to hear it.
So this is another part of my journey that I am embarking on. It puts my life in perspective in a whole new way but it also sheds light on other things.

I have always been deeply spiritual but I find that the Self Help gurus have a very simplistic approach to Mental Illness the whole change your thoughts change your life philosophy is not a blanket cure.

Yes it helps to think positively but when something shifts in your brain and no matter how hard you want to you just can’t, when life is just barely scraping by and going through the motions a positive thought might help for a moments respite if you can muster the strength or energy but it is by no means a cure all.

People with mental illness cannot always choose their thoughts. If we could we would choose to be well!! We would choose to have a normal life, not periods of blackness and of feeling like we are swirling through a foggy mind numbing sometimes painfully torturous vortex.

I will as always when I can share my journey with you and keep doing research and trying to figure out what this not only means for me but what I can do to help myself through this into a more normal sort of life.

Big Hugs to you all

Till next we meet on life’s journey please take some time out for  yourself and look after you.

In Love and Light

Amanda

Goodbye

How do I begin to fathom your gone?

How do any of us?

How can you explain to someone who did not know you, just how much brighter you made the world?

How you turned the mundane, the everyday into extraordinary adventures?

How your updates, posts and conversations would light people up?

How do you begin to express in mere words the Amazing, humbling, awe inspiring gift of your Presence?

Of just how much you inspired others.?

I cannot believe we were only in each other’s lives for just under 5 years. It feels way way to short to have known you. We never even got to meet in person but you touched my life in such deep profound ways.

I remember when we first talked when you pm’d me asking for a reading how wary I was. How all you saw were brick walls surrounding you, with no way out.

Not only did you survive an abusive childhood, bullying brother, and abusive marriage but you chose to grow and thrive to forgive and move forward.

You always joked you should write a book 27 bra’s an a Tiara, because that is what you left with. In the midst of a Hurricane, you were left without power, food or anything else

you were already lining up your Ducks as you used to say ‘Getting all my ducks in a row’

Wonton was already with your father and your grandma.

How brave you were, how in some ways you traded one prison for another and yet still you shone brighter than any star.

Your courage oh your amazing courage. You would often say you felt week on the down days, when you were struggling to make sense of the crappy hand life had dealt you.

You were anything but weak.

How you shared every struggle every bit of hard won growth with us all through fb and your blog.

How even in the darkest of times you found joy in every little blessing no matter how small it was a roof over your head, friends who really cared, silly bits of happy mail in the guise of box-a-lopes that winged their way across the ocean to you from the land down under and were treasured and looked forward to.

How you wanted to find love and get kissed madly passionately deeply at the top of the Eiffel tower.

How you wished you could have had children of your own, and loved your fur babies the same way.

How you would cook amazing things, and tell stories of your Italian heritage and where you learned to make certain dishes.

How you would tell me stories of your life and I would be transported into your past right along with you.

How you could be having a horrible day or time of things, pop onto face book and there you would be with an anecdote, or creating a laugh along till you cry moment out of the heartbreak and misery that was sometimes your life.

How you broke free

How you created a home for you, Wonton, Lotus and Sequin.

How even if we had not talked in ages we would talk like old friends because it always felt like we were that.

How you lit up the Universe with your light, your wisdom and love.

How the darkness was always brighter with you in our lives.

Truly how do you begin to express all of that in mere words…

A radiant light whose wisdom, and whose personal journey resonated with so so so many people. Who were able to face their problems because you were there to hold our hands.

Who taught us the value of letting the people we love know they are loved. That your loosing people in 9/11 had such a profound effect you would never forget to tell those you cared about they were loved. A practice I will always continue and that started in my life because of you.

How do we fathom a world without your light, your beauty and your radiance in it?

You will never be forgotten because you touched to many lives for any of us to forget a piece of you will always live within our hearts just as you took a piece of each of us with you to the other side.

RIP Lainey, your earthly vessel may be gone but your light will shine brightly ever on.

Keep Swimming

Inspired by something written on a friends wall (and yes I know it has been a while)

Keep Swimming

you have to swim through the storm

you have to dance in the rain

you have to flow with the tides

until you find your way

 

Troubles come and go

Fears get left behind

Feelings change day by day

and you will find your way

 

You may fear you are drowning

You may feel bleeding and broken

You may feel lost and afraid

 

but if you remember

a simple phrase that is true

 

this too shall pass

and so it shall pass for you

 

You may not see it

you may try to run away

but even in the darkness

the light will find a way

 

just like a flower that springs up through the pavement

or a gem buried away

you too will find your way.

 

ACM  8/10/14

Meet Dorothy

I can not even tell you how excited I am to share this wee (and I mean she stands at a wee 3-4″ in total) little bear with you all.

I have been so busy making a few new bears and finishing off half finished ones in the last week but none has made me happier than this wee Dorothy

She sits a little lopsided, but then so do all my bears. I have never figured out why but it might be cause I am a bit lopsided myself, I like to leave their flaws in because I truly believe it gives them personality.

Dorothy Started on a whim an I wonder if I can turn some gingham ribbons into a bear outfit and as you can see yes yes I can 🙂

I am not sure she will make it into my etsy store to sell she is off to a Market Morning in Canberra on Saturday.

A year of Letting Go

This year has been quite full on, mostly health wise but also emotionally.

 

It has been a year of letting go.

 

Letting go of people

 

Letting go of old ideas

 

Letting go of outdated ways I see myself

 

Letting go of old emotions and hurts.

 

 

It has been the year of letting go.

 

 

Some people you just need to let go of. An ex who wanted to be friends, mostly because he liked talking to me and having as he said at least one ‘nice’ (gosh how I dislike that word) friend. Who did not understand what it was to truly be a friend and so I did what I always do when pushed to that point I said I can’t do this anymore.

 

And watched the bridge finally once and for all burn behind me.

 

On the same day I made the decision one of the hardest I have had to do to let another friend out of my life. She was a good friend in some ways, always trying to give me money and buying me things I needed. But had no idea no matter how much I tried to explain it how truly disempowering that is to have your choices snatched from you. To have no say just be presented something as already Done.

 

This is just a small drop in the bucket, I am learning to set better boundaries in my relationships. Its something I have always struggled with. At one point I was pretty much made responsible for her emotional wellbeing, I am not equiped for such things and as those kinds of things do I found it spiraling me further and further into depression and weighting me down.

 

I needed to change the rules and to set much stronger boundaries, I am not just talking in little ways, this person though well meaning would sabotage me instead of saying I should go to appointments or spend time with my family if I said I was remotely not in the mood she would push me not to go. She would call and de rail me when I wanted to do things because a call from her could last hours and by the time we were done I had nothing left all I could do was curl up in bed and nap.

 

I say this not to put this person down or to say hey your a bad person but because this is the reasons why.

 

It all came to head through facebook pm’ s which amazed me as she so could easily have called me.

 

So I let it all go, I needed to do it for me, selfish perhaps and I am sure there are those who truly believe so but none the less I had to do what was best for my emotional well being.

 

I got a message not long ago, actually less than a week after my birthday, no happy birthday, no how are you, no I miss our friendship just a launch into the latest drama and a you were right about something I had said that I had long forgotten.

 

It showed me one thing I had made the right choice for me. I had spent many hours in the midst of other such dramas coaxing out info and getting to the bottom of it all so I always know there is more to the story.

 

I hold no ill will in my heart towards anyone, one of the greatest gifts I have been given in my life and have been learning in recent years is to have compassion and unconditional love for others.

 

I wish her the same she wished for me A wonderful life filled with all you could wish for.

 

I just can not be that doormat I used to be, nor can I be what I once was.

 

Sometimes the road ends and in my heart and soul I know our friendship had reached its expiry date.

 

More recently I had some people chose to remove themselves from my life. It is funny how much stuff I pick up and that sometimes filters through more slowly. I am so grateful that this happens in some ways because it helps me to see the why’s and hows.

 

No matter how much we grow we all will meet people who trigger us, and give us a chance to put into practice all we have learned along our journey and I am sure that this is what last weekend was about. (Will do a post about Dr Who and the BBW Bash at some point).

 

The Daily Love this week had a post about just that, and so much stuff has cropped up in my feed on facebook that I feel like I stepped into the right place at the right time. I am still not 100% sure why I had to go but I know I feel different since I have returned home.

 

What makes me happy is I had started to see these people’s true colours prior to the weekend, the events of the weekend just made it stand out more.

 

I am also glad that I am learning to recognise abusive behaviour patterns and such in more ways which is great because it means I am moving to a point where I will no longer accept them into my life.

 

This is huge for me, because the history of emotional abuse in my life is rampant. To know and recognise the signs of such things and be able to walk away, to be able to shut the door fully knowing 100% that once I saw the signs and trusted myself enough to understand what I was seeing I feel is a huge break through for me.

 

Yes this person fired the first shot so to speak but I closed the door fully no way back no return. Goodbye have a nice life, please learn to truly walk your talk.

 

Where I was staying at the weekend was flooded with memories for me and I truly believe the saying sometimes we need to go backwards to go forwards.

 

I was not stuck remembering the sad times but the good times, the amazing memories I have with people who are no longer a part of my life.

 

People who have let go of me and who I have let go of.

 

When it is right to let go it is an amazingly liberating experience like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders and you can really breathe again.

 

And so as I look at what I have let go of this year I also see what I have gained in so doing.

 

It does not make you a bad person to walk away. Sometimes that is the only option that is left to us.

 

It does not make you horrible if you burn your bridges behind you, sometimes we need to know there is no way back.

 

It does not make you selfish if you put yourself and your emotional wellbeing above others. Because in truth it makes us stronger and more able to serve.

 

Sometimes we outgrow ideas, any spiritual teacher will tell you this. One of the reasons I resonate so much with Wayne Dyer is because he says this outright what I believed yesterday may not be what I believe today.

 

And this year for me has been about letting go of old ideas, of lessons that are no longer serving who I am right now! In this very moment.

 

The hardest one for myself sometimes is letting go of who I used to be, especially before the ill health kicked in and the battle to find out what is going on kicked in.

 

The me that could do anything.

 

What this weekend taught me is whilst it is a slow road I am making progress back towards that, it may never ever be fully what I was because lets face it I have grown so much as a person in that time it never could be.

 

But I also learned I can handle so much more at times than even I imagine.

 

So many old emotions and fears have been bought to the surface this year, ones in all honesty I thought I had dealt with and moved on from.

 

It has been hard in places, left me in tears at times, left me frustrated and confused but I know it has all happened to help me let go.

 

In letting go we allow ourselves the courage to move forward without that baggage weighing us down.

 

I can not help but feel I am getting ready for something big, something exciting, something new but as yet have no idea what.

 

A lovely psychic friend of mine posted something about the energy of next year 2014 being about wishes coming true in unexpected ways.

 

I can not help think that being pushed to let go is making room for those wishes to come true.

 

For everything I have lost, or let go of this year I have gained so much more in terms of self knowledge, life lessons and amazing new friends who teach me so very very much about who I am and what I am worth.

 

Letting go takes courage, sometimes you have to walk through the fire and the flames and allow yourself to be reborn like the pheonix from the ashes.

 

As I dust myself off from the latest triggers I can not help but feel so very grateful for all that has happened

 

it has taught me so much and shown me how resiliant I truly am.

 

Tears dry, hurt fades, scars heal, but the lessons we learn along the way live with us forever should we so choose.

 

Yes I could chose to be bitter and hate filled with all that has happened but why would I choose such a sad destructive path for myself?

 

It would accomplish nothing and at the end of the day is not who I am.

Yes I had my moments of I have let myself down, of it hurting and of tears but through all of that (and I have noticed the more I tune in and the more I grow and learn the less personally I take these things and the easier they are to overcome) I have been so grateful to see peoples true colours.

 

To learn who I can trust and who I can not.

 

That is such a gift.

 

I am so truly lucky and blessed to have some of the most incredible people I have ever known or met in my life looking out for me, making sure they show me they care.

 

How amazingly lucky I am that they live all over the Australia and the World.

How wonderful that I can talk things out with them to find where the lessons lie and the rhyme and reason for things.

It is Thanksgiving weekend in the States at the moment and this week I have spent it being truly grateful for true friends.

For how much faster I learn the lessons now, for how much easier it becomes to spot the ‘false spirituals’ those who use spirituality to show how wonderful they are when instead it becomes a mask, a front, a way to suck others into their world.

For how I process things on so many levels at once that it can take days or even months for all the lessons to filter through.

 

I am grateful for so very much in my life, a roof over my head, good food on the table, incredible amazing loving wonderful brilliant friends who make me laugh, cry and who give as much as I do, who support me and give me wings when I feel I have lost mine and who inspire me everyday with who and what they are, for my creativity and passion for without them I would be very lost indeed and for each of you who read my blog and follow my journey and I hope gain a little wisdom along the way

 

I AM Grateful!

I feel so blessed, so loved and so happy to have all I do in my world.

 

Till next we meet on life’s journey May you be able to count your amazing blessings and see all the good you do reflected in those you surround yourself with.

 

In Love and Light

 

Amanda

Body Image and the Myth of Perfection

Something has been happening lately and it shocks, stuns and dismays me to say the least. If you are a woman you have probably done this, probably heard friends and family do the same thing.

And as women the place for it to stop is up to each of us Indavidually, the more we stop this the more we stop buying into what advertisers, magazines, society, TV, Radio etc are trying to sell us.

You see this week I witnessed a group of beautiful, stunning women. Who are Strong, who have been through some amazingly rough and difficult times, some you would think were made up they are so tragic. Who carry on in spite of everything with a sense of humor, who are nothing short of AMAZING talk about how much they hate their bodies. It broke my heart.

It made me wonder if there was something wrong with me for not hating myself with the same level of anger and hatred that they did.

You see this was not your usual skinny girls sitting around saying how fat they are, this was a group of amazing BBW’s (Big Beautiful Women) and SSBBW’s (Super Sized Big Beautiful Women)

And then I remembered how hard I have worked on myself. How much I have worked to recover my self esteem and how much I love who I am.

I listened to a health proffessional emotionally blackmail someone in my craft class with the whole “my mother died earlier this year and I am worried about you” speech I was mortified.

Another girl who is simply pin up model gorgeous is being paid $10/kg to loose 40kgs I dont know where she will loose it all from because she was pretty toned and healthy to begin with.

This is not just a fat girl problem because Skinny beautiful women feel that they are fat and ugly as well.

This is a problem because it is starting to happen to Men as well as advertisers and magazines target more “Insecurities” in order to sell more and more products we do not really need.

The view that we all need to be ‘Perfect’ in order to live an amazing life or need to use x x or y product to attain Perfection, Perfection is the illusion.

Cellulite was made up by a womans magazine to move moisturiser, until that happened no one had a name for what we now call cellulite.

Think about that, think about how much money is spent on products we simply do not need.

Think of the industries that would collapse if we all started to do something radical, something unexpected, something that instead of being sheep happily baa ing along we turned and faced the other way.

We took the time to get really comfortable in our own skins

 

We took the time to work through our fears and insecurities

 

We took the time to really get to know ourselves

 

We took the time to change that inner critic, the inner record from one filled with negative shaming thoughts given to us by society, media, family and friends that we have adopted as our own and change them to something more positive sure it takes practice, sure we will still have days where we forget to do this but slowly over time that record will be changed and we will start feeling the joy of how simply beuatiful and wonderous we truly are

 

We stopped Buying the magazines that promote this type of behaviour

 

We stopped watching shows that promote the myths

 

We stopped supporting people who promoted body shaming in any way shape or form

 

We stopped targeting and shaming others for their body shape

 

We promoted uplifting and helping each other

 

We supported each other

 

We complimented each other

 

We saw the beauty in everyone around us

 

Sure it sounds idealistic

Sure it sounds hard

 

I sometimes think hating yourself, and taking on societies views is far easier than trying to swim upstream and find a way to love and accept all of yourself for the person you are.

It is so much easier to allow yourself to fall into that pit of despair of hate and self destruction.

The true courage lies in working to change that, in knowing yes you may fall down along the way but you can get back up and keep going.

You can do it

I am living proof of that.

I am Big, I am Beautiful, I am Proud of every curve of my Luscious Body, I am Proud of the person I am.

I know that not everyone will get that, I know that some people will look at me and say wtf she is huge.

You know what I am FAT, in truth it is unlikely I will ever be anything but FAT in body shape and I love my curves.

Some people are not made to be skinny just like some are not made to be fat.

Why should my loving my curves and the skin I am in be a threat to anyone?

 

Instead let it inspire you to learn to love the skin your in, Big, small or inbetween we are all beautiful, amazing wonderful human beings doing the best we can.

Lets not add to lifes burdens by hating on ourselves.

Till next we meet on lifes journey please remember to take care of yourself and take steps to embrace every inch of who you are without appology or remorse

 

In Love and Light

Amanda