I honestly can’t believe I am already writing another one of these posts. Finally, an end to another pandemic year, and we’re moving into another one. 2021 has brought an immense amount of growth for me. Living through this pandemic has changed me in ways I never could have imagined. I usually spend time reflecting on the year and talking about the changes I’m going to be making, and this year isn’t any different. Read my past reflections here. Good Bye 2019  New Years Eve My Wishes For The New Year I think 2021 has been something I could never have imagined. As naive as it may sound, I never imagined that covid-19 would become what it is. My province is still under strict restrictions. It can sometimes feel cumbersome. Nevertheless, I am carrying this pandemic through each day while still living life. One of my goals for 2022 is…

When used as an adjective, FAT means to have large amounts of excess flesh. But, who gets to decide what enormous amounts of the flesh mean, and why does anyone reserve the right to judge? There is so much about my childhood that I only understand now in my adult years, and this is one of those things.  Fat, when I was a child, was BAD. In fact, it was worse than bad. And, it was something that I was taunted about EVERY SINGLE DAY. Although I wasn’t a very tiny girl, I was not ever obese, but the fact that I even have to say that says something too, doesn’t it? Would I have been taunted and made fun of if I was smaller? I remember that kids would poke me and joke that their hands got lost in all my lard. And then everyone would laugh. I felt…