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melthegreat.bsky.social
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Trying to heal and love yourself is so hard because the societal, acceptable barometer is always so toxic.

Also, I know my son is absolutely tired of coming into the kitchen, smelling something delicious and once again it's fucking beans! When I have the money, I will absolutely throw down in the kitchen, and it will finally be steak or simply meat.

Today and tomorrow I am trying my hand at true meal prepping. I can tell you now this will likely be my last time. But the malasa-inspired chickpea and lentil dish I made...I am going to gorge.

Trigger warning: fatphobia and child SA Unpacking fatphobia while losing weight and being a child who was SA'd is a helluva thing. I have known since I was damn near in diapers just how horrible "nice" people could be. And they are proving me fucking right.

Not gone lie. My Met Gala is Beyhive tour outfits. The hive be eating down.

Social media: What's a movie quote you use all the time? Me, since 30:

Something is growing in my scraps planter. I can't remember everything I put in there, so no clue what kind of vegetable it could be.

Ableist bro dudes have found my post.

I'm just going to say it. 10k steps a day is a scam. You can get the same results and benefits with 7k. An important factor is that steps are based on stride, not distance. Lastly, the benefits/results are more extreme if you are going from sedentary to lightly active.

Summer is just around the corner, so I need to save and buy a walking pad. I have yarn-related goals to hit. Trying to walk when it's 110+ is not a struggle I want.

I have been thinking abt the person I need to apologize to--can't remember who exactly. They told me, yrs ago, I was not simply purging when using face cleaners. I was likely having allergic reactions/breakouts. While at my mom's, I used just water and moisturizer. Face has never been clearer.

In order to understand my humor, you have to know my daddy, a Baptist preacher, called me and said, "Hey, I understand there is an opening."

The biggest lesson I learned from 2020 is take the wins, the joy when you can. The pope told a Catholic--a facist one--he wasn't shit, then died?

This is right next to me. He's on the floor. I am on my bed. Do y'all think he missed me?

4 years since my last published book, and I have only killed one computer. A Mac, at that. By now, I would have killed at least 2, and the third would be on its last leg. I was the drama.

Obviously, it worked. Now let's see how my stomach feels about the non-soak method for these lentils. Lol The true test.