This all started when someone at work had the
best looking fresh thick cut bed sandwich. Then all I wanted was some tomato
and lettuce sandwiches but the lettuce was $4 and my gourmet unripe tomatoes
pack of 5 were almost $7. I spose by the time they ripen the lettuce will be on
special. I ended up having a carrot.
But I don't
think what I eat is making me sick.
On good days - also known as paydays I try my best to buy good food. I
rarely eat junk. I wish I could - but that means getting out of my pjs, putting
on clothes aka a bra and heading out. I'm too lazy for that.
I'm happy with just having a single carrot for dinner. It's not satisfying, so I go looking for some chocolate. Yeah so what if that's in the form of a spoon full of Milo. Don't judge me.
I'm happy with just having a single carrot for dinner. It's not satisfying, so I go looking for some chocolate. Yeah so what if that's in the form of a spoon full of Milo. Don't judge me.
Now I know I'm fat "you're not fat" yeah I am. I'm chubby and the front facing camera shows me and reminds me how many chins I have.
I'm not ashamed to admit I'm a fatty. Have you seen my boobs! Big fucking
I'm not going to say "oh I’m a 10" when clearly I ain't. And when others say it - babe you're only lying to yourself ‘cos you ain't fooling us. You're just as fat as me sweetie.
But you know what - I have no interest whatsoever to lose weight. I've lost weight before. And my boobs went like lifeless pancakes. I still had my double chin and my legs - well they always look great. But it didn't make me any happier. I'm still me. Tia loves my tummy!!
And I'm not like the scank at the end of my street who takes "sexy" Instagram bathroom selfies but still has a face like a smashed crab. I have more respect for myself.
I love food and if I could eat pizza every day. I would. I also love love love salad and LOVE fruit salad. OMG I can't get enough of it. I wish I could afford to buy it more often.
I crave salad all the time. And if I buy lunch at work - the salad is always my first choice. Sure I may get a sneaky party pie (but just one) as well as a V. I know .. You're judging me again.
I don't take vitamins or supplements. And not a fan of water - but do drink it at work - it just tastes yuck.
I don't eat salt and cringe watching people put what looks like handfuls of it over your meals.
Everyone's having a whinge about sugar - fuck people salt is worse!! Yes a very small amount of it is good for you. Which you'll find in everyday foods it's contained. Even in soda water there is salt/sodium.
But you hear about all these diets and new ways of eating.
Take the Paleo Diet which is based on what the cave man ate. Umm so when did
you see the Flintstones eating a kale
salad or their wooly mammoth cooked on their induction cooktop with pink flaked
salt and extra virgin olive oil? *rolls eeys*
I eat what I want to eat because I can. Even though I'm
lactose intolerant, I still eat cheese and have milk and icecream. So what if I
have to use the bathroom after a few minutes of consuming it – but that’s life.
I'm not giving up something so yummy because it makes me want to run to the
toilet before I shit my pants.
“Oh I don't eat meat because of the poor baby animals”.. Oh
FFS. They are bred to be eaten and as long as they are not halal killed, then it’s
a humane way to be processed. “But I can’t eat bread ‘cos I’m “gluten intolerant”.
So you eat bread and you get pains in the tummy.. Harden up. You’re not going
to die. Well you will, just not from eating pasta.
What has happened to people these days? Makes me want to live
back when people weren’t so soft, when men were manly men and baby food was
made in the home kitchen and not bought off the supermarket shelf.
It amazes me
how LAZY society has become regarding processed foods. I see toddlers having
coke and maccas for dinner. I had a meal on a plate every single night with a
glass of blackcurrent juice. It’s not that hard to cook food. If you can’t
cook, you should be embarrassed and ashamed that as an adult you have fail at
something so very simple in life.
People think ‘cos I'm so fat I must eat poorly. Well I don't. Yeah I'll
have maccas probably 5 times a year max. Pizza once a month - wish it was once
a week.
But the truth is - I'm lazy. I don't exercise. I don't go to the gym anymore. I'd walk more - but it's Stabport and once it starts getting dark it's no fucking way.
I love the couch and Dr Phil and Judge Judy and The Bold. Then it's 10pm and time for bed.
And being crook so often. Exercising is the last thing on my mind when my comfy bed is right there.
But the truth is - I'm lazy. I don't exercise. I don't go to the gym anymore. I'd walk more - but it's Stabport and once it starts getting dark it's no fucking way.
I love the couch and Dr Phil and Judge Judy and The Bold. Then it's 10pm and time for bed.
And being crook so often. Exercising is the last thing on my mind when my comfy bed is right there.
I know I should look after myself. Probably why I'm sick all the time.
Here I sit on the couch curled up in the fetal position wrapped in my blankie while my face is swollen and having its own fever with tears flowing down my red hot cheeks rocking back and forth wishing I wasn't so sick and all I want is a hug.
Here I sit on the couch curled up in the fetal position wrapped in my blankie while my face is swollen and having its own fever with tears flowing down my red hot cheeks rocking back and forth wishing I wasn't so sick and all I want is a hug.
The smell of dinner which has been in the slow cooker for 10hrs plus has
aromas filling the house which normally are amazing but tonight make me gag
with solids to follow.
I've just spent all day at work throwing up - surely there isn't anything left inside me. Oh wait there is.
I sit on the cold tiles next to the porcelain queen and wait for the next bout of heaving. Fuck I'm so over this.
I'm exhausted. Being sick really does wear you out.
I've just spent all day at work throwing up - surely there isn't anything left inside me. Oh wait there is.
I sit on the cold tiles next to the porcelain queen and wait for the next bout of heaving. Fuck I'm so over this.
I'm exhausted. Being sick really does wear you out.
But then it’s the next day, I’ve had my V and a plain bread
roll for lunch and hey presto – I'm feeling almost 100%. I can enjoy my dinner
from last night. And I'm thinking about the fresh bread and salad sandwich I
still haven’t gotten to have. My tomatoes are ripe and smell like actual
tomatoes.
And I’ve just grabbed a row of chocolate.
Judge me.. Bring it.