Was just thinking about the upcoming family Christmas gather..

Was just thinking about the upcoming family Christmas gatherings I might end up at soon. Part of the reason I’m not doing a face reveal right now is the unusual amount of judges, priests, professors, politicians, doctors and CEOs in my family who would find some of my choices unfathomable, to say the least, especially my decision to go from being an upstanding beautiful smart professional and a fit and athletic rock climber to an obese, gassy, lard covered hog who lives to stuff her fat face and play with her hanging hog gut. Yeah. They’re not going to understand but fuck them. I am not going to hold back just cos people are all concerned and think I need help. I’ll be sure to stuff extra hard cos there’s always a crazy amount of food and I want to unleash the Christmas beast onto those feasts. Didn’t intend to write poetry but here we are hahaha.

Part of me doesn’t care if they all find out about my extracurricular activities. I don’t want to hurt my sisters cos they’ll feel a bit betrayed since they want me around for long but they’ll be okay. I’m at peace with everything and going full throttle for this is what I need to do. it’s mostly all the recommendations of the changes I could make that irritate me like don’t eat after 7pm, have you tried intermittent fasting? When was the last time you went to gym? Why don’t you save some food for other people?

I can already anticipate the digs coming my way but it’s just going to make me feel more horny and more hungry. It doesn’t really matter what anyone thinks or says. I doubt any of these people will be helping to feed me or clean between all my fat folds when I get too big to reach. My sisters might visit me but I don’t think I’ll see any cousins, aunts or uncles once I’ve turned myself into a bedbound blob. I’ll just have to imagine the reactions but for now I can still see them in person.