Yes I am a large woman and No I am not ashamed of it. Perhaps it is the social anxiety, or years of bullying I endured simply for having "extra" amounts of fat or skin, that makes me feel as though people think I am, or should be, ashamed of my body. I can honestly... Continue Reading →
Why!? Why do I have so much anger that I have the shortest fuse out of anyone I know? They claim you become your environment. That your behavior is learned. Growing up, my dad was always seemingly angry (that is when he was around). He was constantly yelling at us; threatening us with belts and... Continue Reading →
Day 26: What parts of yourself are you ashamed of? What does your shadow self look like? I really don't want this to come off as I am full of myself or something. In all honesty, there isn't anything that I am ashamed of about myself. I 100% know that I am not perfect, but... Continue Reading →
