I am tired of hiding it, the deception, the isolation and wondering who will accept me. I am coming out of the fucking closet like a freight train. That's right I said it, I am coming out of the closet. No, I am not making the grand announcement that I am Gay. I am telling you that I came out of my closet today with an arm full of too big clothes, I now have more room in my closet. Why? Oh, because I am no longer fat enough for 1/4 of my wardrobe!!! YES!!! I cannot fit this shit. And this time I am not keeping it only to be able to resurrect it like Jesus on Easter; in the event my fat ass visits a buffet one too many times in a week's span I won't have shit to wear. Yupper, I am giving it away; yeah you know pay it forward and shit. I am sure some plus sized female would love to have my fabulous wardrobe -- well at least 1/4 of it (for now).
As if I had no knowledge of what size I was buying when I swiped my card in the clothing stores, imagine my facial expression of utter disgust when I realized some of my clothes at one point in time were actually a 3X!!! That's like BIG AS FUCK. So freshly laundered I have bagged the things I pulled out today from 3X to 18W. Damn me, I really didn't give a fuck about myself the way I thought I did. I guess that was my Bravado.
Well, Damn, Fuck and what in the fuck was I thinking? Life is great I was ruining it. Shame on Me.
Well now that that is said, I bid you a good night's rest.
Xoxo,
BG
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