First off, I would like to thank you all for reading my blog and actually liking it! The feedback has been amazing and I never expected such a response. I am very flattered and humbled. For those of you who actually didn’t like it. How can that be? Sucks to be you. Try harder.
Okay, so be warned that this is not a typical story-telling blog post to which you've become accustomed. Please bear with me as I still feel it’s important to get a few things off my chest. As I just said, the feedback has been incredible and I appreciate the support. I also appreciate those that are “looking out for me” and fear that I am not appreciating myself or that I am sabotaging my own good work. Well, I would encourage you to read. Aside from being a sarcastic bitch, this is what I do best, AND it's also part of the title of this blog so I’m not sure where I lost you in the first place. I laid it right out there for you. Work with me, peeps! Seriously though. I know you’re coming from a good place and I am thankful for that. Truly. I just don’t see it the way some of you do.
One of the earliest messages I got as a young girl was to fit in, be good enough and measure up. All my life I have worried about what people think of me. What will they think if I say that? What will they think if I wear that? Is my hair too short? Am I good enough to hang out with these people? Will they like me? Now that pictures of my fat ass are popping up all over the place (thank you Wildfire!), what will they say about me behind my back? Do they think I'm fat? Do they think I am fugly? Getting my point?
These thoughts were driving the bus for YEARS and I’m not going to lie to ya….I’m fucking exhausted!! Truth be told, I am finally at a point where I am actually beginning to care less about what other people think. If they want to talk, let them. I have no control over that, nor do I wish too. I know I have weight to lose, but I also know that my personality makes up for all of it! I'm kinda awesome, no? I have a freckles galore but I'll be damned if they don't give the illusion of tan in the summer which helps to make my already beautiful blue eyes POP! My short hair has gotten me stares in the women's bathroom more times then I can count (I'm in the right bathroom asshole. Check out my chest!) I am a loyal and trustworthy family member and friend and if you're my peep, I will have your back no. matter. what.! So, if my face makes my ass look big and you have a problem with the way I dress, talk, and show-up in the world, that's cool. Keep walking. I got this with or without you.
Now, of course I still have my moments but I have come VERY far! Hell, as an example, up until about a month ago I would see these pictures, cry, make the person who posted them take them down, and then eat a bowl of ice cream. Now I see these same pictures, cry until I laugh, put them up on my blog for all the world to see, and eat a bowl of ice cream. I can’t explain it, and I won’t attempt too, but it’s cathartic and healing for me. Despite people’s worrying, I DO love myself and I am NOT in an unhappy place. I thank you for your concern, but I ask that you fret no more. All is well in my world and I am doing what’s best for me. I have busted my ass to get to this point, I am proud of all my physical and mental strides, and this is my twisted, fucked-up, way of showing it. I love me some me, baby!! Let’s move on…
If you call me Fat Snatch, rest assured that I will bitch slap you with my arm fat! Consider this your warning. It’s similar to having a younger sibling. You can beat them up, harass them and kick them when they’re down. You’ve earned that right as a family member. However, if someone else were to beat them up, harass them and kick them when they were down, you’d kick that person’s ass! No way in hell that someone is going to do that to YOUR brother or sister! Same thing. I can call me Fat Snatch. You cannot. I invented Fat Snatch based off my belly and ass fat and the “Can’t Catch That Snatch” Ragnar team name. Invent your own, or, at the very least, get your own body fat!
Suggestions for a blog are always heard and appreciated (whether or not I decide to use them is another story), such as “Hey, have you thought about #FatSnatchSunbathing ?” That’s acceptable. “Hey, what’s up Fat Snatch? What’s your weight this week?” is not. We good? Good!
Thank you for your time. You may now get back to your regular scheduled programming and I will get some ideas together for an actual blog post. Ideas are welcomed.
Oh yeah. Turns out I lied. #FatSnatchDoingAnything is not going to work. I am not feeling having my blog be all about that snatch. It’s a work in progress. I appreciate your patience.