On being 30, fat, and single.
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I’ve been warring with myself about this post for about a month. A part of me wonders if I can really talk about this without my natural self-deprecation and PMS-induced wangst seeping through. Another part of me wants to just get this off of my chest so I can at least move on. Now that you know this, please forgive me if you get through this post and just want to smack me upside the head. Frankly, I wish I could do it for you.
The title of this post says it all: I’m 30 years old, fat, and single. Allow me to define these points.
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