I Lost 10 Pounds. Start Skinny Shaming Me! Okay, so far no one has skinny shamed me—to my face! But I’m sure it’s going to happen any day now because I’m getting skinny again, ya’ll. What’s the magic potion? Well, technically I’m not allowed to call it “magic” or “fat cure” or “God-in-a-bottle,” but I […]
Waiting For Someone To Squeeze My Boobs.
Scene: Sitting in a coffee shop after skipping out on my MRI mammogram. I’m drinking a Canadiana—a drip coffee with a double shot of espresso that’s giving me triple-spasm jitters. (I don’t drink coffee anymore, never mind this high octane tasty tar.) So far as I know, there’s nothing wrong with my mams. I’m quite […]
