I don’t discuss it much here on my blog, but I have become much more accepting of the body I have – thanks to Daddy and Tumblr. I may have mentioned before that I post a lot of pictures of larger women that reflect what I see in the mirror.
I realized the other day that I haven’t actively worried about my size or my body in weeks. I weigh myself twice a month. I watch what I eat. I’m training for walking 5Ks again (or I will when I get my butt on the treadmill again…sooooo, maybe I’ve slacked a little). But I am able to look at myself in the mirror and not shy away, not feel sad, and even better, not feel bad about myself.
When Daddy puts his hands on me, I am no longer an overweight woman in her mid-30s. I’m a fucking sex goddess who sucks cock with a passion and takes a spanking like a fucking champ.
My mom sent me a text with a link to an article. I followed it to YouTube and discovered my new personal anthem.
It’s also my ringtone, so for the few who have my number, if I take a while to answer, it’s because I’m dancing and singing. (Ha! Who the hell am I kidding? I never answer my phone unless Daddy calls.)