Not bad for a fat girl



imagesI am a balloon inflated with too much air

A sausage filled beyond the capacity of its casing

A suitcase jammed full of clothes, clean and dirty, at the end of a long trip

I am the toybox overflowing with neglected and broken toys

The closet stuffed with a wardrobe that spans four seasons and just as many sizes

I am the trashbin nobody wants to empty, jammed fuller than I ought to be

I am filled beyond capacity

beyond comfort

beyond use

Author: BulgingButtons

I'm a middle aged woman doing the things that middle aged women do and trying not to beat myself up. I'm living the life I choose with the man I love, the grown up son who impresses me all the time, and the most adorable pup ever rescued from the euthanasia list. We live in the heat of the Southwest, where I regularly sweat through my Lane Bryant bras.

8 thoughts on “Overflowing

  1. I dunno what to say…

  2. Ugh what an awful feeling. I’ve been reading a lot about minimalism lately. The idea sounds appealing. Letting go of the stuff and the junky feelings that go with it. The hard work it takes to get there makes me pause. The same goes for the work I need to do on myself. I need to put in work to get the results I want, it won’t be handed to me – and that sucks. Even though I know I’ll feel amazing having finally stopped talking, started working on it. Whatever you’re in – it will get better and tomorrow will be better. I saw one of those meme things yesterday that stopped me hard in my tracks. “Do not ask God to guide your footsteps if you’re not willing to move your feet.” OUCH.

  3. I felt like that after Christmas dinner!!

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