This blog is a permanent record of some of the punishments and humiliations I have received.
I am a fat piggy and am grateful to RST for training me. I am obedient to him and am subject to any discipline he deems fit.
I will chronicle my servitude to him and further shame myself on this blog.
I am a fat piggy and am grateful to RST for training me. I am obedient to him and am subject to any discipline he deems fit.
I will chronicle my servitude to him and further shame myself on this blog.
Weight loss yet again
Posted 11-12-2019 at 10:13 AM by MsX
I've written so many blog entries about weight loss over the years.
When I started, I felt fat, ugly, unworthy. I was miserable. I'd had a great eating plan and I exercised and looked fantastic - until I got depressed and started eating.
I lost weight, graduated thinner.
Then I worked in a job I hated and ate and drank my feelings away. Looked and felt terrible. Split my clothes.
Each time - cycling back - eating well then giving up - regaining - losing.
ENOUGH!
I'm finally at the point where I've managed to separate my self-esteem from my weight. I'm also much happier than before.
The words of degradation - they always motivated me. Perverse incentive.
Now they continue to spur me on but the person I am has risen above the point where the names hurt her. Now she sees them as a badge of honour.
I am not my body.
71kg.
But so much prettier and happier than 58 and miserable.
There's hope.
At last - there is a plan. There is hope.
There's hope.
When I started, I felt fat, ugly, unworthy. I was miserable. I'd had a great eating plan and I exercised and looked fantastic - until I got depressed and started eating.
I lost weight, graduated thinner.
Then I worked in a job I hated and ate and drank my feelings away. Looked and felt terrible. Split my clothes.
Each time - cycling back - eating well then giving up - regaining - losing.
ENOUGH!
I'm finally at the point where I've managed to separate my self-esteem from my weight. I'm also much happier than before.
The words of degradation - they always motivated me. Perverse incentive.
Now they continue to spur me on but the person I am has risen above the point where the names hurt her. Now she sees them as a badge of honour.
I am not my body.
71kg.
But so much prettier and happier than 58 and miserable.
There's hope.
At last - there is a plan. There is hope.
There's hope.
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Posted 11-13-2019 at 05:34 AM by obedientsub