This might be the most “real” photo of me ever taken.
Where soft skin meets not so soft skin, my closeness to my electronics, my well-worn hair after a long day’s adventures & my innocence at battle with my sexuality.
Being fat is political, to me, but before I realized that, it was just something I was. Being fat is a part of my identity. Being soft and mushy and shy about my body is a huge part of me, even though I mask it with loud moments of confidence.
Body positivity isn’t always easy, but seeing myself like this… in it’s “real” state, spilling over myself as it always is, reminds me that there is so much more of me to give and so much more of me to care for.
I am amazing.
All 289lbs. of me is absolutely glorious.
I am a goddess.
my dear friend jacob took this photo of me the other night as I was walking him to his car to say goodbye. I literally had just woken up for a nap and was really stoked on him calling me a goddess and sooo sleepy i did as he said and opened my arms to the…. earth?
World’s Oldest Living Person Credits Health to Sushi and Sleep
Born on March 5, 1898, to kimono-makers in Osaka, Japan, 116-year-old Misao Okawa thanks a good night’s sleep and lots of sushi for her health, she told The Telegraph.
“Eat and sleep and you will live a long time,” she told the newspaper. “You have to learn to relax.”
k i’m all set