HAVE A LAMINGTON TUMBLR
I’m in a good mood because I went to the doctor and I can now confirm that I LOVE HER. We talked about casual racism being shit, how BMI is shit, and she now knows that I am a fat activist and blogger. I am changing meds AGAIN because Avanza has made my BSLs ridiculously hard to control and even though it sucks that I haven’t found the right meds it feels good to know that she listens to me and trusts that I know my body.
And she patted my undercut and gave me a hug. LOVE HER.