Cluck it up ladies, and live a long, angry life about it

The redacted name is that of my staunchly anti-glp1 aunt, who is nowhere NEAR silly enough to offer out her opinion in my earshot. Wise choice.
I wanna be whole as well, Random. Maybe ill see you at the Get The Led Out show tommorow.... (obviously a zeppelin tribute band but theyre so good)
 
"Boob envy" 😆

That is the only thing I have left. I have my old (just a bit more saggy) body back and as my mom always said "you look like a 2x4 with boobs"...and here I am, all these decades later, still looking like a 2x4 with boobs (good thing my husband is a boob guy not a butt man, because the booty is gone 😆 ).

I think your anti-glp auntie is a tad jealous
 
"Boob envy" 😆

That is the only thing I have left. I have my old (just a bit more saggy) body back and as my mom always said "you look like a 2x4 with boobs"...and here I am, all these decades later, still looking like a 2x4 with boobs (good thing my husband is a boob guy not a butt man, because the booty is gone 😆 ).

I think your anti-glp auntie is a tad jealous

The women in MY inner circle are like, super carefully chosen, and are all kind, smart, loving, mature, self-aware women who love me. The women in my mom's inner circle are simply whatever women have been in close proximity to her for the last forty years, and she wasn't really in a place where she had control of her social life the way I do, or had time or room to choose her friends, or make new ones if her current ones were problematic.

Fast forward to today, when my mom and I have both lost sixty pounds. the women around me are supporting me, loving me, and have mostly lost interest in how my body has changed except to occasionally admire my new clothes. The women around HER are trying to peck her to death with passive aggressive remarks and constant tit-talk.

Holy shit, when we compare "so and so said" notes, it's night and day. My mom, who is widowed and beholden/obligated to no one now, is starting to think REALLY hard about making some changes in her social life, and I am SO VERY here for it.
 
The women in MY inner circle are like, super carefully chosen, and are all kind, smart, loving, mature, self-aware women who love me. The women in my mom's inner circle are simply whatever women have been in close proximity to her for the last forty years, and she wasn't really in a place where she had control of her social life the way I do, or had time or room to choose her friends, or make new ones if her current ones were problematic.

Fast forward to today, when my mom and I have both lost sixty pounds. the women around me are supporting me, loving me, and have mostly lost interest in how my body has changed except to occasionally admire my new clothes. The women around HER are trying to peck her to death with passive aggressive remarks and constant tit-talk.

Holy shit, when we compare "so and so said" notes, it's night and day. My mom, who is widowed and beholden/obligated to no one now, is starting to think REALLY hard about making some changes in her social life, and I am SO VERY here for it.
I am the exact same way with my friends. Very tight, very supportive. Just the other day, one of them sent me an old photo and said "I don't remember you ever being this big, but you look fantastic, well done"....that is what good friends do, encourage and hold eachother up. Speaks volumes that she didn't notice my heavy weight until she saw an older photo.
 
I am the exact same way with my friends. Very tight, very supportive. Just the other day, one of them sent me an old photo and said "I don't remember you ever being this big, but you look fantastic, well done"....that is what good friends do, encourage and hold eachother up. Speaks volumes that she didn't notice my heavy weight until she saw an older photo.
It's cool, isn't it? I had serious pick-me tendencies when I was young, and didn't really learn how to appreciate or be a female friend of a female friend until my thirties. I am so glad I worked that shit out, because being a girl's girl makes for a really awesome life.
 
It's cool, isn't it? I had serious pick-me tendencies when I was young, and didn't really learn how to appreciate or be a female friend of a female friend until my thirties. I am so glad I worked that shit out, because being a girl's girl makes for a really awesome life.
Bwahaha!!!!!!! You are the same as you've always been, just less random!!!
 
Bwahaha!!!!!!! You are the same as you've always been, just less random!!!
I am so boring. I am, at this very moment, big-spooning a cat and holding his hand (it's not the one in my picture, but his boyfriend, my former-feral darling). I would genuinely prefer not to be, but he has stuffed himself back against me and is attempting to claw my computer. If I hold his hand, he stops that and is just a good boy. If I do not hold his hand, he never stops and cannot at all be dissuaded.

This is such a common occurrence that I barely notice it except that it means one of my hands is not free, but every once in awhile, I'm like "I'm spooning and holding hands with a cat" and jeez, what a stereotype I've become!
 
I laughed at the boob envy comment. Sure glad my wife and friends don't think that of me. Although, my wives have sure gotten smaller.
 
I laughed at the boob envy comment. Sure glad my wife and friends don't think that of me. Although, my wives have sure gotten smaller.
I feel like my mom can't swing a dead cat without hitting someone who has attached outsized importance to tits in general and has much to say about hers. I ignore or change the subject on any tit-talk whatsoever. I've been walking around with my tits for thirtysome years, there's nothing new anyone could say about them, and 90% of what you COULD say to me about my tits is observations on their size and how you feel about that, which...boring, weird, and selfish.

But people around my mom are awfully comfortable just letting the first thought that forms in their brains fly in a way they're not with me, mostly cause she's had to be polite in a way I haven't.
 
The redacted name is that of my staunchly anti-glp1 aunt, who is nowhere NEAR silly enough to offer out her opinion in my earshot. Wise choice.
I always assumed you were a guy. I should probably pay more attention, but I'm terrified of the prospect.
 
I feel like my mom can't swing a dead cat without hitting someone who has attached outsized importance to tits in general and has much to say about hers. I ignore or change the subject on any tit-talk whatsoever. I've been walking around with my tits for thirtysome years, there's nothing new anyone could say about them, and 90% of what you COULD say to me about my tits is observations on their size and how you feel about that, which...boring, weird, and selfish.

But people around my mom are awfully comfortable just letting the first thought that forms in their brains fly in a way they're not with me, mostly cause she's had to be polite in a way I haven't.
Please do not take this as an attempt to understand women..I am too old for that..

Is it maybe these women are using boob size to support their lack of weight loss effort in order to justify/shame others who hold less importance if they shrink a bit up top?

I had a cousin who only looked for that feature, absolutely nothing else mattered.

His theme song:
 
Is it maybe these women are using boob size to support their lack of weight loss effort in order to justify/shame others who hold less importance if they shrink a bit up top?
eh, everyone in that sphere is mostly boomer and up, and comes from a time when you could really get away with reducing women to their bodies and telling them in a hundred different ways that their were defined by whether or not men wanted to do them. So lots of them shrugged and made their tits into their identity to survive, and just got used to that as a go-to.

There's only so mad I can get at women who were socialized to do something gross and didn't have as many options to say oh absolutely not. But I'll be damned if I'll play along, I grew up in a world where we were starting to get pissed enough about that to refuse it.
 
Your mom is delightful and I'm so glad she's coming into her own along with you now! I've used my GenX skills of no bullshit/no drama to wean my friends group down to just the women who have my mindset, and only want the best for us all. Now, as family goes, there was really only the one aunt who would make passive aggressive comments about my hair, weight, nail color, clothes, etc. over the years, but she passed a few years ago (loved her loads, she just was one of those women who judged and let you know it). She passed before I started taking glp-1 peps, so I can only guess at what she'd be saying these last 3 years as I shed the 45 lbs I did. I feel sorry for her and all the women of that generation who took it upon themselves to spend more time breaking other women down than lifting them up. It really wasn't a normal thing for them at all.
 
“Their bitterness feeds me and makes me whole.”
Ok, officially fangirling you.
 

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