I Quit Sugar, Day 12: Surviving panic without sugar.

I Quit Sugar, Day 12: Surviving panic without sugar.

Content Warning: Mention of past sexual assault.

With a monumentally boring day at the office comes the monumental danger of your thoughts wandering too far, without the aid of sugar to help pull you back.

But let’s start at the beginning.

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I Quit Sugar, Day 10: Still fantasising about yule logs,but there were other things to think about.

I Quit Sugar, Day 10: Still fantasising about yule logs,but there were other things to think about.

Day 10 dawned bright and most unfashionably early, and I woke up with a blocked nose, a foggy head, and a dry and slightly stinging sensation in my mouth; all of which indicating that my winter cold is bravely marching on.

What a drag, I thought,¬†oblivious to the fact that, in a few moments’ time, my world was going to be rocked¬†to the core.

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Learning to Check My Privilege

Learning to Check My Privilege

A couple of years ago, when I started participating in the Fat Acceptance community, I made a comment saying that I believed Fat Prejudice was more acceptable in the present day than race, or gender, or any other sort of prejudice. Indeed, I believe I might have implied that Fat Prejudice was ‘worse’ than other types of prejudice.

It was not one of my finest moments

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If You Choose to Not Treat Your Mental Illness…

If You Choose to Not Treat Your Mental Illness…

…you are an idiot.

I’ve been extremely nervous about writing this post. The reason being that I love you guys and don’t want to offend any of you. I really don’t.

But I’ve decided that this message is way too important for me to not say it. But be aware that I will be describing symptoms and manifestations of mental illnesses at their worst here, so if you are at all afraid that you might be triggered, either don’t read (I won’t be offended) or send me a message asking if there is anything specifically triggering to you in here, and I will happily answer.

Right. On with the post!

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It’s Good For Us, So Why Are We Ashamed?

It’s Good For Us, So Why Are We Ashamed?

I derive quite a lot of joy by identifying things that, unlike the rest of the world, are relatively black and white. Cats are always unambiguously cute, Sweden is an unambiguously awesome country, Big Brother makes for unambiguously shit television, I could go on.

I was musing on this the other day, and trying to work out whether or not there was such a thing as an unambiguously fabulous activity – one that is not only so enjoyable that you often cannot wait for the work day to end solely because you will then be able to engage in it, but also incredibly good for your health. Stress reducing, gets the blood pumping, can be done at your own pace, and with little chance of injury*. Something that you can engage in with other people, but can be enjoyed just as if not more readily by yourself.

So, let’s talk a bit about masturbation, shall we?

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