I spent the night on the couch last night... why? Cuz Oscar Meyer Weinerdog was a sick little puppy. Barfing and butt going at the same time. Kennel was NOT an option. But why was I on the couch? Why not the owner of the dog, you ask?
Cuz men can't HEAR a baby crying. They can SLEEP right through it.
If you have issues, or baggage, you may be offended by what you read here. I work through my self loathing of my own fat, and my own fat issues, and I’m told this comes across as loathing all fat people. That is simply not the case.
Here I talk about my issues and my findings, without political correctness. I am not concerned with your issues, or your baggage, or what you may take from this. The title is "My Journey".
This blog is not meant to inspire anyone. I take no responsibility for what you take away from here. You are here as a guest into my inner thoughts.