Dear skinny blond Barbie doll in kickboxing class,
Yes we all see you and your perfect body. With your perfect hair, perfect nails and perfect gym outfit. Yes sweetie I know your kicks are higher and yes I know you sweat less then me and yes I see my face is much redder then yours. But believe it or not even though you and your friend are behind me I can see you smirk and giggle at me in the FULL LENGTH MIRROR in front of us. At least I can follow the routine in time with the instructor and you couldn’t.
Least of all I didn’t need the “encouraging” “wow you did great” at the end of class from you. As if you were surprised I didn’t just fall over dead at some point. I have you know the one hour of kickboxing was only one hour in my 2.5 hours I worked out today. (weight training, treadmill and a Pilate’s class). Yes I realizes gyms are for healthy fit people, I am trying desperately with everything I have to become the women I feel like inside. The good news is I will one day become just who I am meant to be and you my “friend” will still be a bitch.
Sincerely, the fat girl from kickboxing




Her and her little friend sat and built for so long it was just adorable!




children I made a small drawing journals inspired by
decorate Santa cookies, make a Christmas craft and have lunch. This is a tradition I did every year in AZ on Christmas Eve. I am hoping this will start a new tradition here.








