Love makes you fat 

You see this post right here? This is the heart of the matter (or body) for many women. I know I can totally relate and that is why I admire anyone who is confident enough to take photos while wearing a bikini because I will only wear shorts within the safe non-judging walls of my home.
Congrats Laura Mazza on sharing these honest thoughts and your pics aka you are a totally awesome human being 🙂

The Mum on the Run

No, this isn’t a before and after shot of weightloss. But it is a victory story.

I write this from my heart. It hurts.

On the left – This was my body before kids.

No stretch marks or scars from belly button piercings. A belly button that was high. A flat stomach. I was always on a diet back then. And this was the best diet I went on. I used to take photos of my progress. Uploading this photo wouldn’t be bad, it’s like me being in a bikini. It’s socially acceptable.

I took progress photos because it meant I was closer to be a weight where I would love myself. I ate no carbs, and barely any vegetables. Just meat. But I loved it because I was losing weight rapidly and the more bones that protruded the more I valued myself. I ended up hating meat, and was…

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Barbadian mother and lover of laughter; story teller and best-selling author; happy to follow God's lead and to live my mantra: "you've gotta be a rainbow in the lives of others when it rains."

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