It never, ever fails. Each month for about two weeks I get agitated easily and cry at the drop of the hat. I stand in front of the mirror and say “whoa, all of a sudden I’m so round and somft, do I need to cut back on the pizza or something??” Those are just …
My body is the least interesting thing about me. I’ll say it again for the folks in the back: my body is the least interesting thing about me. It’s taken me years to get to this earth-shattering thought. How exactly did I get here? Well to figure that out – we have to go back, …
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