#im bloated with all this food and i still am not full

[ifartconfetti]

that one day in your menstrual cycle where you just randomly consume 2x or 3x your usual calories because all you feel is hunger

[phattiepheeder]

I need someone to sit my fat naked cellulite ridden piggy ass and strap me in so I can’t escape. The straps dig into my voluminous belly and thighs. The chair has a hatch on its seat so I can relieve myself when my feeder tells me to. After being strapped in and administered enough Imodium to plug up a sick cow, they’d force feed me all the heavy fatty greasy foods that hogs like me love.

I moan as I eat, feeling myself fill up. Even after I’m full they continue to stuff me until I’m so full I’m struggling to breathe.

“That’s a good piggy,” they say. “Let’s see just how good of a piggy you are by filling your shit bucket. Let me just make sure nothing slips out before everything is done baking”

From underneath me, the hatch opens and they plunge a butt plug into my asshole. It’s so big that I whimper until it’s screwed in place. It’s a solid thick plug that’s leaves no room for spillage. Already I feel my belly gurgling as all that unhealthy garbage begins to hurriedly digest. I practically start sweating trying to push gas around the plug to relieve some pressure. It slips out painstakingly slow.

They rub and jiggle my gut, eliciting a groan from my swollen belly but manages to help squeeze out some gas. For the next few days I will be nothing but my feeder’s fat overstuffed piggy.

As the days pass, I am continuously given Imodium and then stuffed to the brim . My gut bloats and swells as the shit starts packing my digestive tract like a sausage casing. I get so bloated that my feeder has to loosen my straps.

After four days, I am no longer given help to harden my stool. My skin is stretched taut over my huge belly, filled with four days worth of gas and shit. I am told I can empty now.

My next stuffing is slow and hard to force down . Master gives me the greasiest most triggering food to elicit a bowel movement. But once I’m done I lean back in my chair, in extreme discomfort as the pressure becomes almost unbearable. With absolutely no room left for more shit, I can feel how densely packed my colon and rectum are. A few hours later, the stuffing is just about done digesting and I know that means more shit just piled onto the log brewing in me. The lack of Imodium and oil from the food still slicking my pipes causes a sickly gurgle and a shift. All of that shit just moved down to rest heavily on the plug.

My hole heaves uncontrollably from the pressure. It balloons out as I can’t help but to allow the weight of all that shit to push against the plug.

My feeder is listening to my stomach bubble and gurgle as all that waste is trying desperately to exit. But no matter how hard I push the plug won’t pop out. I strain and push and sweat, huffing and clenching my teeth.

“Please,” I say. “Please take out the plug. Im so full, I can’t take it.” My feeder smirks and places the bucket under my chair as he removes the plug.

My hole is so loose from the plug stretching me for 4 days that the shit immediately starts rolling out of me. Rope after rope lands heavily into the bucket. I groan as my poor overstretched hole is pumping out pounds of shit. Hot farts sputter shit on the sides of the bucket.

My feeder pushes on my gut eliciting a gurgle and a massive explosion of semi solid waste.

Half the bucket is filled and I’m not even close to empty. I’m dripping with sweat, breathing heavy and clutching my belly as my bowels loudly void into the bucket. I groan again as my hole heaves desperately.

“We’ll, we’ll, we’ll,” my feeder smirks. “Looks like you were a good fat gluttonous hog this week…but I know that next week, with how much I’m gonna feed you, you’ll fill this bucket to the brim.”

I look at them with exhaustion as I continue to unload. The relief is heavenly but I guess it will be short lived before my guts are packed tight again.

[amanitajonesbones]

hello!

this is my fun name amanita jones bones, but you can call me jones or honestly any fun variation of the full name

im 20 yo and im here to explore my kinks more!

learning to love my disabled trans body :)

feel like im apart of a community

i am observing and learning how to interact with others in kink spaces! this is very new to me

this is an 18+ acc

minors dni 😡

some of my kinks :3

im super into feedism, soft feedism:)) i lovee the concept and the idea of cooking good food and feeding it to someone lovingly and seeing their belly slowly get bigger.. ugh amazing

i also like to stuff/bloat myself as well, it just doesnt happen very often due to health reasons :(

im not personally a pup but oh boy do i love you puppy boys and girls and all of you

im also probably into bd/sm but im still figuring that out

and definitely praise :)

im always learning more about myself

some of my non sexual interests

mycology and forest systems!

environmental studies and conservation

crocheting! all sorts of things, i love making cloths and stuffed animals and blankets and everything honestly except granny squares those irritate me

(maybe i will share some things i crochet? im just not sure if thats weird to share crochet on an account i am using for kink purposes 😅)

art! drawing! painting! printmaking! though i dont do it as often anymore, i am an artist at heart

i love drag in all of its forms! i think i would love to do drag one day

i honestly have so many interests i love music and lakes and history and minecraft and trees and shipwrecks and trying to do things that make me happy and make others happy

anyways thanks for checkin in!

[novavista]

My days are a fucking roller coaster lmao

Its all: damn I don't want to go to the gym. I should go to the gym. Damn I really don't want to be working out right now. Wow I feel good about myself. Omg I'm so tired I hate this. Wait no im kinda proud. Ok time to eat, that looks good to bad I can't have it. Food chosen, eaten, counted. Fuck I feel terrible about that... I thought it was a safe food? Not anymore. Hmm I'm kinda full, I don't like it. Ok now I'm hungry. I'm literally wasting my life this tiktok food looks so good, I'm done having an ed. Ok but im still not gonna eat just for a bit. Am I bloated??

Like what a mess

[vampyrluver]

weight mention //

i forgot i lost weight (health reasons) so my binder not only binds BETTER but is also less tight so this is a win win yayyyyyyyyyyyy i feel so good 

[gurglebellylove]

i absolutely cannot wait for thanksgiving this year because i’m definitely gonna stuff my belly. i’m gonna stay hungry all day, and get my belly prepared to have lots of food inside. i might even skip dinner the night before so that my belly will be extra empty. i want to be so hungry and ravenous, impatiently waiting for the food to be ready. i want my belly empty and growling, almost giving in and eating before dinner is ready.

and when it’s finally time to eat, im gonna have seconds and maybe even thirds. i don’t eat meat, but i’ll have my fair share of sides to choose from. and i’ll definitely be shoving dessert in my mouth, no matter how full i am. dessert is my favorite part of any meal, and i plan on having a taste of each one we have. i’ve already requested my favorite dishes and i plan on eating as much as i can. i want this stuffing to be my biggest one yet.

i’m going to make sure i eat so much that my belly is sticking out and aching from being so full. i want to be so stuffed that the big shirt i decide to wear might still not be big enough and show my bloated belly underneath. my belly doesn’t always give me gurgles, but this might finally give me what i’m looking for…i want my belly gurgling, bloated, and aching by the end of the night!

[9tzuyu]

run into me sunday pt. ii

pt. i

notes: i am yet again projecting my own issues in fics lmao. this isn’t my favorite work, but i wanted to make a second part. this is the result. all mistakes are mine as im too lazy to proofread :P.

warnings: heavy talk of having an eating disorder.

requests are open!

the first few of weeks at natasha's house were fine. you tried really hard not to think about all the changes happening. like being monitored 24/7, or having to abide by natasha's rules all the time, or knowing that you were growing to be healthy.

it was okay, at first.

you hardly put up a fight when it came down to her rules. even meal time seemed to go without a hitch.

but as many people have said before, all good things cone to an end.

the second you woke up today, you could already tell it wasn't going to be fun. everything you'd pushed aside came crawling back, and you could feel every insecurity of yours heighten a thousand times worse than before.

nat's arms rest gently around your waist, and while it normally felt reassuring, you couldn't help but notice the extra weight you'd put on.

you still felt overly full from last night. if natasha woke up right now, you were positive she could feel how expanded your stomach was.

(god, you did not want her to feel how bloated you still were.)

now you knew there was nothing wrong with having a stomach, especially one that wasn't flat or as unwell as yours had become. but it was your body, and your body felt wrong.

feeling natasha's breath on the back of your neck, you gingerly began removing her arm from your body. however, your plan quickly failed when natasha pulled you in closer, her grip tightening around you.

you bit your lip to suppress your cries. you needed out and you needed out right now.

things quickly became unbearable. the longer you felt trapped, the more your body began to tremble. and though you despised it, you turned around to face natasha, your head buried in the crook of her neck.

the thoughts were loud. much louder than they had been the past few weeks.

you tried to keep your cries to a low level, but that didn't seem to work. natasha awoke within the very same minute. her first instinct was to check on you, but seeing as tears were streaming down your face she knew what the problem was.

nat pulled you closer to her, letting her right hand rub the backside of your body in an attempt to calm you down.

"hey now, it's okay, it's alright. you're okay, you're safe, you're here. i'm here." you continued to sob, letting every detail of your own self hatred slip from your mouth.

natasha wasn't surprised at the outburst. she knew you would have days like this, more days would soon follow. that was reality. she didn't expect your recovery to be perfect, if it was then she would know you weren't really getting better – simply putting on weight to please her.

she couldn't take away your pain (although she wished she could), but she could be there, offer you her love and support, coax you through meals when you needed her to.

when you'd finally calmed down you turned away from her, suddenly embarrassed at how you acted. she could feel you tense back up again, a failed attempt at blocking her out.

it was nat, who were you to think she couldn't read you like an open book?

nonetheless, she kissed the back of your head and moved out from under the covers. "i'm going to make breakfast, i'll be back."

you sighed. breakfast was not an option.

but 15 minutes later natasha returned with a plate of eggs, toast and a cup of fruit on the side. she even made it all pretty and nice for you.

“up, y/n. i know you don't want to, but you have to eat.”

"no," you mumbled, bringing the blanket over your head. she tugged them away instantly, "yes."

"it's too early."

"you didn't say that yesterday-"

"well i'm saying it today, natasha. now fuck off."

natasha knew better than to take your words to heart. if anything, she found it rather entertaining to see just how far you'd go to try and push her buttons.

an idea came to mind, a negotiation, really.

"tell you what, no breakfast, but you have to eat lunch and three snacks between dinner."

you thought about it for a second before peeking from underneath the covers, "deal." natasha patted your side, "i'm only doing this because you've been doing so well these past few weeks. don't count on this deal happening again." she spoke thoroughly, the plate of food now on its way into the kitchen trash-bin.

while you laid in bed natasha texted wanda. the redhead thought it would be beneficial for the younger woman to pay a visit. she knew how close the two of you were and decided to invite her over. it wasn't much, but the idea of wanda coming over and (possibly) helping you in any shape or form was very reassuring to natasha.

wanda texted back almost instantly, informing her that she was just short of an hour out, having to stop for gas on the way. natasha thumbs up'd her message and began planning out the day.

before either of you knew it, it was 12 noon. lunch had approached sooner than expected. wanda and natasha easily got caught up in a conversation. the only thing keeping time was nat's alarm that set off.

"time to go wake y/n up," natasha giggled, although she knew you'd be a challenge today. wanda followed her, too excited to wait on surprising you with lunch.

"y/n! c'mon, a special someone is here to see you."

a groan could be heard from the bed as you up to see who was there. you smiled at the sight of wanda and she immediately brought you in for a squeeze-the-life-out-of-you hug.

you didn't miss her smile faltering when she let you go.

you were still just as boney and thin as you were when you left the compound. three weeks was nothing, but you swore you could feel every ounce of weight gain coming back.

wanda helped you out of bed, allowing you to lean on her as she guided you into the kitchen. it was a good thing too, because you were more light headed than usual.

"what are you doing here?" wanda smiled and pushed the already prepared plate of food towards you. it'd been a few minutes and you hadn't even touched your fork. "what? couldn't surprise you?" natasha giggled from your left. you already seemed to be in a much better mood with wanda around than you had been this morning. but both women caught onto the fact that you were only shoving the food on your plate, not making any effort at all to actually eat it.

nat tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, "you have to eat, you know the deal we made." her push was soft, but it didn't make things any easier.

you sighed, tightening the grip around your fork. things like this shouldn't be so hard. it was food. food is fuel, food is good, but somewhere in your mind those messages were twisted and crumpled into something that could never be more false.

you leaned into natasha, keeping your face shielded away from the plate. tears sprung into your eyes and you begged for her to not make you eat.

"tasha, just one day, please. i promise i'll eat tomorrow-"

"i wish that were true, i really do, sweetheart." nat rubbed your shoulder before pushing you back, forcing you to look her in the eyes. "i'm going to go grocery shopping and run a few extra errands. wanda will be here to watch you finish your meal and to have a snack or two before i get back. i love you, okay?"

(you knew she did. but holy fuck, why did she have to do this to you.)

"yeah, you too." and with that, natasha grabbed her keys, kissed you on the forehead and left.

you don't know why, but you didn't actually think wanda would listen to natasha. that belief was quickly thrown out when you moved to get up from the table, wanda quick to grab your wrist and stop you from going to far.

"stay. please? just a few bites, i won't tell natasha if you don't..." she pleaded. a feeling of safety grew in your chest. your level of trust with her had always been high, but this time it felt more intimate. wanda was seeing you at your worst, a vulnerable position you'd never let anyone else but tasha see, and yet, wanda decided to stay.

it took over an hour for you to manage half a meal. wanda sat through it all, however, and coaxed you through each bite.

now, two hours later with a snack in hand, you sat quietly on the porch, head resting on wanda's lap with her fingers tied in your hair.

"do you talk to nat?"

"sometimes. actually yeah, most of the time i talk to her. it helps, and she's a great listener." you complimented.

"wanda?"

"hm?"

"why are you doing this?"

wanda looked down at you, seeing your eyes bore into her and bit her lip, "it's hard to see the girl that i loved and the girl that came back. i should've noticed before you went on your mission, but i didn't because i was too wrapped up with my own issues."

"you can't blame yourself, wanda. i didnt want to be seen. you couldn't have done anything different."

she hummed, ears perking up at the sound of natashas car pulling in the driveway.

you jumped up from her lap and ran to help tasha with her groceries, earning a loving glare from the redhead.

oh yeah. no strenuous activity. too many calories that you needed would be burned off. at least that's what you were told anyway.

wanda stayed the rest of the day, even through dinner. (only because you begged natasha to let her stay that long.)

natasha didn't seem to mind that she stayed. the redhead heard more laughs and giggles from you than she'd heard in the past six months.

the worst part about the day ending was the fact that wanda had to leave eventually.

(eventually being now.)

you pouted. you weren't ready for her to go just yet.  she'd taken your mind off of so much today and you weren't sure you could face it again. really, you didn't want to face it again.

"i believe in you." she murmured.

stupid mind reading.

wanda rolled her eyes, "i'm serious, y/n. you've got this. you're amazing."

“you're only saying that because you have to.”

her eyebrows pulled together. "no. i'm saying it because i know it's true. you've got a gift, y/n. what you have– you're going to get it back."

you inhaled.

"next time i see you, i want you to be a little bit more healthy, okay?" wanda gave you a tight hug and left without another word. she just hoped the next time she saw you it wasn't in a casket.

you hoped the next time you saw her, you'd be better.

today wasn't easy, but it gave you a taste of everything you'd been missing.

and you wanted it back.

[secr3treveal3d]

Fattening Short Stories - Part 1

Written by : Yours Truly & Sweetlilpiggy420

You are sleeping in the bed heavily. Still visibly bloated from the gainer shake I forced down your throat at 3 that morning 😈. I wake you gently by kissing along your happy trail. As you wake you get the scent of bacon & sausage. Good morning my fatty I say to you when you finally open your eyes. You instinctively reach for your belly to assess the damage from your midnight "snack". Im still full baby, you say to me.

I know you are & I plan on keeping you that way ALL day, I reply & give u a kiss 😘 😈....

After you come out the bathroom you see the full layout on the table.

Whoah this is alot of food you say! I know & its all for you. 😛 I call it the 1 to 5 Breakfast I reply! You sit down in the chair as I point out each item to you. 5 scrambled eggs , 4 slices of bacon, 3 pieces of sausage, 2 HUGE pancakes , & 1 large glass of orange juice 😋.

I don't know if I can finish this all you say nervously. Don't worry little fatty, im going to make sure you finish every bite! 🐷😈 . . ....

To be continued...😉

PART 2

After my 1-5 breakfast I seem a bit full but your determined to make sure I'm always stuffed...you bring me back into the bedroom as I waddle to our bed you grab my sides and jiggle my belly. We get into the bedroom and you lay me down, you straddle me to feel how big and round my belly is, but your not satisfied yet. You want me fatter, so you proceed to stuffing the feeding tube into my mouth again for more weight gain shake...I start breathing so heavily as my belly grows rounder and tighter from all the extra calories your packing in my belly.

I finish all the weight gain shake and you take the tube out of my mouth ever so gently and I release a giant moan of pleasure and pain...my gut is so round and bloated I can't even move! You rub my belly and kiss it all over and whisper in my ear how much of a good piggy I am for you. We make out and I fall asleep from the amount of calories I've been forced to intake by your hands 🥵🥵🐷🐷

My eyes open back up and I regain consciousness as I notice your down below my belly waking me up with your mouth on my 🥵🥵 you don't let me cum though....you ask me if I'm hungry as I feel my belly with my hands and asses the damage. You tell me it doesn't matter and you have two party packs of tacos...

I groan and grab my belly as you start shoving taco after taco in my mouth...my belly getting so full I still can't move or barely breath but you don't care. I'm so huge and this is only lunch time you whisper In my ear.

To be continued 🐷🐷🥵🥵😘😘🥰

[ask-voreganronpa-boys]

(Mod:Max) HELLO IM SORRY I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED YOUR ASK AND IM SORRY I WAITED SO LONG TO ANSWER IT BUT HERE YOU GO 😭

"Well it's only fair!" The small, rotund chef complains, hands on his hips. "After me eating you all th'damn time! I think it's about time you give me a turn!" He huffs, letting a bit of his accent slip out as he crossed his arms over his chest

"Ah- well dear I guess your right but…" you sweat nervously a little bit, "it's just that your so…erm…" big is what you wanted to say, but you figured that would be a bit foolish to say. Seeing as you were much larger than him. "O-okay dear. I suppose I could try. Eheh…" you laugh a bit nervously. "A-are you sure you don't want to shrink down some?" You question

"Nah! You never shrunk down for me!" He playfully retorts, sticking his tongue out for a moment. He chuckles and puts his fists on his hips. "Cmon, dumplin, you can do it!" He grins

You sigh softly, though lightheartedly, "yes…yes I suppose so. So, where would we even do this?" You ask and rub the back of your neck. You look around, currently at the pool area of the hotel.

"Our room of course!" He takes your hand and starts dragging you to your shared cabin. He was definitely excited for this. He would, of course, be worried for your safety. But he knew you would most likely be fine. He opened the door to your cabin and led you to the bed. He shut the door behind you.

You let out a nervous breath and stood by the bed. "Are you…are you sure I'll be able to fit you?" You ask and turn to him. You fiddled with your hands nervously

"I believe in ya dumplin! You can do it!" He chuckled at you. He takes his shoes, apron, hat, and neckerchief off and gets on the bed. "Now, do ya want me t'give ya pointers?" He asks with a loving grin.

You turn to him and smile softly, reassured by his loving gaze. You push whatever hair you had behind your ear. "Uhm…I think I can do it on my own. But if I need your help I'll…" you giggle at the thought, "I'll just ask! Hmhmm~ just imagine, me trying to ask for help while your waist deep in my throat.' You giggle again

He chuckles too, "yeah! Ahmhmmhm~ that is kinda funny t'picture! But you can do it!" He reached up to hold your hands. He rubbed your knuckles with his thumbs and kissed them. "Now, whenever you're ready, my guppie." He teased

"Hmhmm~ okay okay! I think I'm ready, just…be careful okay?' You plead and lean your head down to plant a kiss on his nose. Meanwhile, you still mentally prepared yourself for this. After a moment, you pull away and sigh, "okay, here goes nothing." You mumble before opening your mouth up wide and, somehow, manage to engulf his head inside.

Your eyes widen at the taste. For an Ultimate chef, he certainly tasted the the part. You coo at the wonderful taste. You just had to taste more. Before you realized it, you were stuffing him down, swallowing every inch of him. Eventually…you laid back against the bed, panting and groaning at your meal. "M-mnn…" you groan, rubbing your bloated belly. "T-Teru…" you cooed.

The journey was just as fun for Teru as it was for you. He curled up the best he could. "W-woah…I-I see why ya like this!!" He chuckles. "So snug…~" he purrs and nuzzled into the walls. "You okay darlin?' He asks

You groan in response. "Y-yeah…just full…mmnf…" you respond. You massage your belly, "I could go onto a food coma…" you chuckle weakly.

He snickers at the comment, "am I that tasty?" He teased. "Weeeeeell, if you're that tired, I suppose I could let'cha nap!" He snickers and shuts his eyes. "It's so warm and snug in here, I could nap too." He chuckled and rubbed your belly a little, admiring the color that glowed from it

"Really? If you want me to stay up, I can. You don't gotta sleep you know." You glance down at your large belly. "W-woah…I didn't realize j-just how big it is…"

"Yeah! Go ahead and rest! I know it took a lot out of ya, it did me too the first time I did it" he chuckles, "rest up my darlin. I looooove ya!" He coos and plants a kiss on your belly

With a soft giggle, you shut your eyes and lay back again, "weeeell okay then. I guess if you say so.' You yawn. "I love you, Teru. Please, sleep well." You hug your arms around your large belly, already starting to drift off

"I will, dumplin. You sleep too. I love you more than anything…"

[randomsevans]

Maid to be

part one 

RANSOM DRYSDALE  X READER  

You share a secret with a trust fund playboy what happens when one family dinner ,may or may not reveal your secret 

The loud chatter and screams filled the manner , allowing everyone to hear the usual fights the bust out of no where with this family . Ransom sat there in shame of his family members , sharing the same look as his grandfather on the other side of the dinner table .Usual Ransom would of joined in or even start an argument or two  . But not this  time he sat quietly  awaiting the food . 

the help one by one started to come in and silenced the family , placing the food on the table neatly  , to then some  would remained in the room if there was anything more the up tight  needed .  But their were more likely there  for Harlan make a  quick get away when things get to much .The tension in the air thick from the daggers everyone was sending to each other .

Walt began to plate up his food and soon everyone followed . coursing a few mumbles and cures , the chatter began to build up. Ransoms  was in a mind of his own as he heard his family began to complain again , that was until he heard your name .

“arrr where is she ?” Linda ,Ransoms mother demanded “y/n ?” 

Ransom blood began to boil at the tone his mother was using , but it was no different to how he sounded  to everyone else.Ransom became calm as he saw you pop your head around the door way and made you way in .Ransom heart began to flutter as you looked just as beautiful the first day he met you (well saw you , you had worked for Harlan for 4 months until he notice you ) you began working for Harlan to pay of debts and keep you a float .

Ransom was walking towards his grandfather office , getting ready for a lovely.  even of go and disapproval of Ransoms life style , but still whats new . He was scrolling threw his phone , with his brown coat hanged over his arm  as he remained outside the office door for a second as he finished sending his message to some random girl . Ransom heard the door open , and went to walk  in with his eyes still glued to his phone . That was until someone  walked into  him, causing the plates that were being carried to clash against the floor , followed by a girl that fell to her knees to collect them up . 

“ im so sorry sir “ her sweet voice , made Ransom titled his head in curiosity 

“you should be !” he snapped , as she got back up with the plates in her hand , As she slowly brought her head up , Ransom breath hitched as his blue orbs meet yous . Your hair was plied  up on top of your head with loose strains surroundings your face , Your cheeks flushed with either embarrassment or fear . “ i was an accident sir , sorry once again “ 

“ you new here “ Ransom question 

“ no sir ive worked here for four months now “ you stated . That shocked Ransom a little surly he would of notice such a pretty face .. 

“then you should know to call me Hugh , and nothing else “ Her eyes widen , and she nodded her head . 

“yes Hugh , once again i apologise “ you said exiting the door frame and heading back to go knows where , But Ransom couldn't help his eyes wonder over you . He knows he will have you one way or another . He just didn't realise how addicting you would become to him , much more then any drug or alcohol . You would soon enough become a life line to the trust fund playboy 

“Yes Mrs Drysdale ?” you asked in your usual innocent tone .

“fill my cup up would you “

“sure ma am “

“can she not do it her self “ Ransom thought 

Ransom kept his eyes locked on you as you made your way to the bar and grabbed a bottle of wine , you walked back and filled Linda's cup up

“mine too” Walt demand at the other side of  Linda across the table  , you nodded your head and made you way past Harlan , You were nearly there when you tripped over Harlan chair leg and banged your stomach on the corner of the dinner table , your hands automatically flew to your stomach dropping the bottle of wine . Making the glass shatter and the wine run like blood .

it all happened so quick the only thing Ransom knew was his heart leaped out of his chest and he stood up , shaking the whole table and he pushed it forward .His family made gasp and started scolding you .

Ransom was by your side in second a hand on your back and one on your stomach , you both shared the  same panic look.

“you okay ?” Ransom asked softly as anxiety and dread started to creep up rather quickly 

you were staring at the ground for what felt like forever , until you looked at those ocean blue eyes .

“oh shes just being dramatic “ Joni barked 

“ fuck off !” Ransom yelled silencing everyone in the room as all eyes were on the two of you , but neither of you cared , you were both to scared deep down ,. As Ransom removed his hand on your back and brought it to your cheek, 

“are you okay ?” he asked again as he stared at your glossy eyes full of fear and embarrassment  .

“im okay “ you whispered so quietly it was almost unheard 

Ransom sighted “im not taking any chances “ and with that he picked you up and carried you bridal style over the broken glass and towards the kitchen ignoring the yells of his family .You buried your head in his neck and let out a quiet sob .

When you and Ransom entered the kitchen he placed you down on the kitchen isle . His hands tucking your hair away from your face and wiping the few tears that escaped your eyes .

“you got to be more careful” Ransom sighed 

“i know , i know , im sorry “ you hiccuped 

“its not me you should be saying sorry to “ he placed one of his large hands of your small bloated bump “ him or her just had a bumpy ride , you should be saying sorry to them “ he said with a small smile on his face .

you let out a little giggle and look down as you place your hand over Ransoms “ im sorry “

“see now the worlds back on track “ he laughed 

“ im also sorry for giving daddy a heartache “ you whisper slowly 

“your damn  right , “ 

you looked up at him with your big innocent eyes “ i only tripped , i didnt mean to “

“ i know  , but please for the sake of me and our baby can you be more careful , i dont get why you still work i could look after you , both you of you “

you sighed , you've had this argument over and over again “ i like my job Hugh “

“ oh no you didn't “ he give you a smirk 

“ do what ?” you asked as if you dint know 

“call me Hugh “

“so what if i did “ you said with the same playful smirk as him 

“ only  the help calls me Hugh “

“ iam the help “ you said as a matter of fact

“not to me your not “

“and what am i to you” you raised an eyebrow 

he placed his hands on your hips “ the beautiful mother of my child and ....”

“and?” 

he reached for the necklace around your neck and un-tucked it out of your dress “ my future wife “ he smirked as he placed  a kiss the ring that sat on the chain as he kept his eyes connect with your .

“ is that so “ you giggled as your heart melt at his words

“lt is , seen as you were my ring around your neck “ he smirk 

he gave you the necklace on one random night , where you mange to have a day off .He gave you it as a promise , to show his love and that you are his

You and Ransom were laying down on his couch , with your head on his chest , you were tucked in under his chin , with your finger laced together , creating shapes and patterns .The house was silent , no TV , no music , no chatter , it was a peace full silence ,one that made everything okay . Apart from a deep chuckle form Ransom now and then when your hands  got tingled together . You  titled your head slight to look up to the blue eyed man that stole your heart . As you did Ransom eyes lazily glanced down at you , with small sweet smile  only for you. He learned down and pecked your lips . 

“ i have something for you “his voice deep and relaxed . 

“huh ?” you asked as Ransom as he sat you both up , you tucked your knees to your chest , as you sat on his lap . 

“its not much  a promise “ he chuckled he said that every time , you didnt like it went he brought you gift , because that’s not what you want him for . As well as you feel bad not being able to get him something , even though he already has everything he could want or need .

you nodded you head , you learnt that trying to fight him on it wont work , he will keep treating you no matter what . 

Ransom titled his body slightly , so his arm could reach under the  coach , he spent a few seconds trying to find what ever it was , until he did , a wide smile played on his lips as he brought his self back up . He pecked you cheek . 

“here love “ he place a small black box  into your hands , you slowly lifted the lid , and glanced at Ransom who was looking at you instantly , almost nervous . You looked back down and saw , a sliver chain in a mixture of packaging , You picked it up with you thumb and index finger , You raised your hand , pulling the chain out of the box untill in will dangling in the air . You brought your other hand up the what looked like a ring that the chain threaded threw . as you looked closer it was indeed a ring , with a simple yet big diamond   at the centre with a silver band 

“Hugh “ you simple whisper  , you felt Ransom shift under  you , bring on hand to you hip which the other reached for the necklace , you followed his arm untill you met his eyes 

“what is this ?” you asked with wide eyes

“ i ... “ he paused taking in a deep breath “ your it for me y/n “ he brought the hand on your hip up to your cheek . “ its a promise shall we say , i promise that i will love you till my last breath , to show you how much a love you , And i promise that one day i will be your husband “ you had tears in your eyes as you felt Ransom hand shake against your cheek  “if you’ll have me ?” 

there was a moment of silence before you leap on to his shoulder , placing your lips to his over and over again . He brought his hands to your hips once again with one hand fisted holding onto the necklace ,��

“yes !” you softly whispered 

“yes ?” he swapped hair from you shoulder

“ im your Hugh Ransom Drysalde “

 . Not long after that you found out you were pregnant .You panicked you didnt know how Ransom would reacted since things between you were secret and he has a reputation .but you couldnt of dream of better , he was silence for a while but then broke down into tears , as he picked you put and spun you around the room . Since that day he has changed so much showing more of his softer side and being way more productive .

"You do realise you caused a scene there gonna have question, think you have went all soft on the help "

"Well I have well ... only you ... I dont give a fuck I'll just distracted them with something else " he laughed .

"I'm sure you will " you giggled

He placed a chase kiss on your lips , you pushed him away slightly, with the fear of being caught . Ransom pulled back and rest his forehead on your

"Mmmm . You Missy are going upstairs , lay down and have a nap ."

"But Ransom ... " you whined

:AND then I'm going to take you home after iv dealt with my shit show of a family " he softly demand

"But my job "

"Harlan will understand... I'll say some glass got into your leg or something... it's just for today ... I need to keep an eye on you , both of you " he sighed

“but Ransom “

“but nothing “ Ransom used his stern intimating  voice leaving no room for argument .

“my grandsons right !”

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[blandcuddles]

if you need a sign to eat, this is it!!

let me tell you, i haven’t been full in about a month. even when i’ve felt guilty for eating, i’ve still been hungry. today i am FULL, absolutely STUFFED!!

and you know what? my tummy is sore, it’s bloated, it’s not as flat and toned as it was this morning. but you know something else? IM OKAY WITH IT!! bc no matter how much i ate today, i know for a fact i won’t wake up at my starting weight. i will drink some coffee, have some soup, and start again. a little day of treating yourself to a full feeling is perfectly okay and you WILL be okay.

if you can recover, please recover. but if you can’t and you feel guilty for eating - DONT BE SELF DESTRUCTIVE EITHER !! don’t hurt yourself for enjoying food. you can enjoy food and you are still valid - it doesn’t mean you’re making it up!

today i have energy, i will be able to sleep better, i’m less anxious, and i don’t feel on the brink of collapsing or like i’ll cry on a whim - and it’s all thanks to being full. trust me, a satisfying day of some healthy snacking and meals is worth it. it won’t make you fat. give the bloat some time to go down and be kind to yourself !!

[skinnyghosttears]

May 22, 2021

8:28 am

So uh, Im suspecting an intolerance to nuts since I started to feel itchy (and I shower 😩) in the same day I dtarted to eat those again. I want to wait some days and see of it gets better. Damnnnnn Im sad. Good thing is I feel skinny today, no bloated at all, Im gonna weight myself and see if I can eat my snack for breakfast with my parents (I never have breakfast since I do intermittent fasting but it would be cool to show them Im eatin something.

IM 59,15KG??? HOW????? I mean yesterday I was feeling soo tired and I still burned a lot, so it can be. I still think the scale batteries are dying so I have to change those. Damnnn im so happy and relieved, Im gonna eat that mf pizza today

9:22 am

Had a big breakfast. Im regretting it but I have some stuff to do this morning and plus exercise like hell so at least I have energy to do that. Its gonna be a good day, and even if today I will not lose weight, tomorrow I'll have a low cal plan. I didnt binge, so thats the important thing. Now Im gonna prepare my green beans for lunch, then clean the room for my grandma.

11:55 am

Damn Im so hungry rn, I hate dojng breakfast because my stomach just ask for food way early than normal. I cleaned the room for my grandma, and now Im on the cyclette, 700kcal already burned. I want to burn another 300, then I'll do the same after dinner, or ar least I'll just do it until my body can since Im still feel tired af.

But even with that big breakfast my belly is not big, Im so incredibly happy, I feel in control of my body again!

1:00 pm

Damn I ate stuff because I was alone in the kitchen and SO hungry, now I will def burn another 1000kcal on the cyclette after dinner.

Damn I really fucked up. Thanks god tomorrow I will eat less. I cannot even try to throw up since my parents are here.

3:56 pm

Well I counted the calories of everything I ate and yes, today is a cheat day lmao. Im trying to stay positive, Im feeling really full so I will not binge on other stuff today, and I already burned 1000kcal plus the other 1000kcal I'll do in the evening I should be fine. Well, I'll wait for weight myself, I dont want to cry tomorrow.

9:00 pm

Ate more because im fucking miserable, I probably ruined my hair. They keep falling. I just want to die.

10:14 pm

I walked a little and now Im on the cyclette. Idk how much I can do but I'll go until my body can take it. Also tomorrow morning I pretend to burn 1000kcal again on this thing, my grandma will sleep in this room so I will not exercise like this until she'll be here. Istg tomorrow I cant count the cinnamon bun I'll eat, but it will be small and the rest will be only 238kcal. And I need to drink more, my hands and lips start to be dry af again even if I drink like a cow.

Today I tried some jeans and now everything I have on my wardrobe fits me. I should be happy. So why Im not feeling good?

12:19 am

I know its technically a new day BUT I burned 2000kcal on the cyclette plus the walks, its not that late and I can continue so I'll try my best. Probably tomorrow I will be in pain so I'll just go out for a walk if its not rainy.

[ithisatanytime]

Vegetables are fucking bullshit. im not gonna proofread this, but if you want to lose weight this is literally the only thing besides surgery that will work and its not even hard at all i promise, this was not inspired by me being disgusted with fat women, as everybody knows im down with the thickness. not fat though, there is a wider range for men then women believe, but i guess they are mostly just trying to compete with each other (i dont actually believe this for a second, it is for men its just a subconscious instinct, manifesting consciously as a desire to compete or look good) i added this long as disclaimer because this is a lifelong interest of mine, i always talk about it, but i dont want some poor girl to read it and think i want her to go on a diet you are beautiful just as you are, but at the same time i didnt want past relationship girls to see me saying i was down with the thickness and think they were heavy, only one was heavy

  Dont get me wrong, i like vegetables, but they are honest to god a fucking scam. vegetables are CHEAP, especially grains and cerials, to be honest grains are less bullshit than leafy greens, but they are still kind of bullshit. you are made of fucking meat, thats what you are, all the stuff you need or pretty damn close, is found in meat, vegetables are mostly insoluble fiber, very low in calories, which despite what you have been led to believe is not a good thing. its nice to have a little roughage in your diet, but the idea that we should be eating primarily plant based food is fucking insane, and i suspect is a result of the sugar companies years long propaganda campaign against fat. for years they funded studies claming dietary fat or cholesterol caused fat to accumulate on the body, and cholesterol in the arteries, we have known since the seventies that these claims were false, but the propaganda campaign was so extensive, even doctors commonly fuck this up. you cant digest plants on your own, you need to recruit gut bacteria to ferment it in your bowels, in other words it rots in your guts making you bloated and gassy, all for just a tiny bit of calories, its ASS, because no one can live that way, your diet is failing because you arent eating enough meat. meat is food, its real food. no fucking animal would go through the trouble of evolving the necessary intelligence and hardware needed to have to KILL every single meal, if it wasnt so much better than the fucking grass and leaves that are everywhere, and grass is much easier to catch and kill than a gazelle,so why bother? because the gazelle is food, its made of the same building blocks you are, you are made of meat.

   Meat is much more readily digested in your body than plant matter, people think that meat constipates you and ive seen people say it sits in your gut for years, the opposite is true, meat is digested quickly and efficiently leaving behind almost no waste material whatsoever, meaning you arent pooping because you arent making poop, meat is digested almost completely where as plant matter is filled with fiber which passes through either completely unchanged or only mildly changed into a gel like substance in the case of soluble fiber.  but heres the real MEAT of this post (heh) fats and proteins from animal sources (meat) are far more satiating than carbs from plants, meaning a hundred calories of animal fats and’/proteins will keep you full for longer, than a hundred calories of carbs, and i can prove it, a boneless skinless chicken breast has 284 calories (very little fat but high in protein) thats less total calories than two cans of mountain dew, how long do you think you could last after eating a chicken breast vs drinking two mountain dews? there are 250 calories in a new york strip steak, thats less than two potatoes, i bet you could last all day if you ate a new york strip steak for breakfast, a potato and a half without butter or anything? you would crash by noon.

 Vitamins are fucking bullshit. as long as you get micronutrients into your body at some point, meaning you arent a third worlder who eats nothing but one kind of cheap food, you are getting vitamins, all of them, most of them and guess what, meat has literally all of the required vitamins your body needs in abundance, so long as you occasionally eat liver. but it hardly fucking matters, almost no one in the first world is seriously deficient in micronutrients (the vitamin d thing is bullshit, they miscalculated the requirements or there is some racial factor they refuse to aknowlege, because if fucking everyone is d3 deficient and doing just fine, then no one is. also d3 is found ONLY in animals, not in plants) its all about macro-nutrients FAT PROTEIN carbs, you are eating too much carbs, if you try to stop eating so much carbs you are going to fuck it up, i promise you, your body keeps track EVERY DAY, trying to maintain homeostasis, you will take one extra bite, you will measure your portions wrong, you will eat a whole goddamn cake because you are starving, your body is better at counting calories than you will ever be. so heres what you do, DONT TRY, if you have to try you will fail, you are working too goddamn hard, be realistic with yourself, a temporary diet is actually fucking meaningless, diets are for life. you cant sustain that horrible dumb ass bulshit girl magazines are trying to make you live on, NO ONE CAN, less than 6 percent of people who have lost significant amounts of weight will keep the weight off after a year. who the fuck knows after that as well, other than its certainly less than six percent. i am giving you the cheat code right now, all you have to do is take my word for it, do i seem like i spent years obsessing over this shit? because i have, heres the secret. all you have to do, nothing more, if you try to do more you are fucking up! all you have to do, is take your body weight, divide it by two, and try to get that many grams of protein per day, like your life depended on it, preferably from MEAT. preferably with fat! but honestly i dont fucking care. tbh if you are a girl, id shoot four 40-50 grams everyday, and heres the thing, please! do not go for lowfat, lean meats. you want meat with fat on it, preferably unprocessed, you can still eat hamburgers and sausages but dont make them the center piece of your diet, because they actually add fats in as part of the processing, you can stil leat it though, if you try to get your 40 grams of protein from lean meat like chicken breast alone, you will go crazy and quit, or you will just eat a bunch of carbs to make up for it. again, you want fat and protein. if for the next two months, you made it your goal to eat whatever the fuck you wanted (this is important) so long as you got 40 grams of protein a day, preferably from animal sources, preferably with fat, i promise you, not only will you lose weight like fucking crazy, but it wont even be hard at all, you will feel like you are fucking gorging yourself while slowly getting hotter. that being said, to us men, being hyper thin is not really all its cracked up to be, thats gay fashion designer shit, we like women to be soft, to contrast are hard muscular bodies.

[mollydollyjournals]

I'll eat tomorrow. Today I should be fine with water and lax. Maybe herbal tea. Though I'm wondering now if I should lower the lax to 4 sachets today instead of 6, if I'm not eating anything else. Idk.

I had to take some photos of myself today and I realised my neck and shoulders aren't as bad as I thought. They'd look so nice if I just lost the fucking weight. I made the mistake of watching a friend's IG story. She's the only one really staying in touch with me right now and she's really nice, but I'm so jealous. She has some new clothes that I wanted, she has awesome hair, nice makeup, she's talented, everything. And even though she's possibly gained some weight the past few years, she still looks good. She's not fat at all anyway but just like...I wish I could look nice. The word that comes to mind looking at my body is lump, or maybe dump. Not soft or curved or shapely or the nice words. Just a pile of shit. My face is the worst though. In a way it's good that my face carries weight, because it means when I'm smaller I get to still have some fullness in my cheeks (which I like) and not be really gaunt in the face. Same for my thighs and butt I guess. But only if I actually am that small. Otherwise it's just extra fat that I can't even hide. Even masks don't hide how fat my face is, and there's no way to hide how wide I am from all angles. It's just disgusting.

So I'll eat tomorrow. Im craving food, and alcohol too, but I'll wait til tomorrow. I'm really tired and struggling to warm up. Food and alcohol would probably help. But then I'll just feel worse. I drank a little bit yesterday and I shouldn't drink two days in a row anyway. Maybe do a couple of days of hard restrict and flush my system through before I think about any of that.

I wish I could just go to the toilet now, have everything clear out, feel nice and empty but comfortable, wake up tomorrow and be 153lbs or something. Have all the period weight, salt bloat, actual shit buildup etc just everything go away and find that my base level really is lower than when I started. Then I'd feel okay. Then I could feel like I can try to get somewhere. But all of the above is probably as likely as waking up tomorrow at 105lbs so I guess there's no point wishing for it.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Dating 707 would include

-Takes a while to own up that he likes you and once he does he can’t stand being away from you

-“Seayoung, don’t you have work you have to do?”

-*is aggressively cuddling you*

-“Maybe....but just 5 more minutes and then I’ll go, okay?”

-five minutes came and went and he didn’t move a muscle

-stealing his jacket like all the time

-secretly turns him on when you wear it as a mini dress ;))))

- Prying him off the screen when he’s been there for x amount of hours

-Teaching you how to hack like a pro

- you calling him to ask him to hack into some game or website so you can get extra benefits or whatnot

-he actually doesn’t mind this because he doesn’t have to work when he has your antics as distractions

-insists that you’d take cold showers together although they usually end up quite steamy if you know what meeaaaan

-Honey Buddah Chips x 707

- you literally have to pry him away from it and give him actual food

-“NO SEVEN!! YOU CANNOT EAT 10 BAGS IN ONE SITTING!! IM CALLING ZEN IF YOU DONT LISTEN. GETTING YOU A SUB AND YOU BETTER EAT IT ALL”

- Seven is a crackhead all the way like there’s no stopping it. Even when he’s being depressing it’s still is no stopping a few jokes and stuff. It’s almost like it’s second nature

-traveling the world together and both being language masters

-“oui oui mon ami, hon hon hon you look exquisite my Chéri” ⁄(⁄ ⁄ ⁄ω⁄ ⁄ ⁄)⁄

- “seven stop it.”

- If you are a gamer you guys would be the ultimate gamer duo!!

- when you guys have gamer nights, you’d usually Order Chinese and have Honey buddah with whipped cream for dessert

-you both are very high ranks in Overwatch. Best boi as Widow maker and you as Ana (unless you have a main then just insert above^)

-DRESS UP PARTIES!

-seven has a walk-in closet full of women dresses, shoes, wigs and cosplays.

-Once you found out about this and discussed it with him, you now have a vogue off every Saturday night

-he always wins because in the wise words of seven himself

“HAHA IN YOUR FACE MC DO YOU KNOW WHY I ALWAYS WIN AND YOU DONT SKSKS?! WELL I AM THE ONE THE ONLY ERROR : 707 MASTER OF DISGUISE AND STEALER OF YOUR HEART!!”

-HE IS A LITERAL SWITCH

-“just do as I say and it’ll be so pleasuring for the both of us. Disobey and you won’t be able to do anything for a while.”

-“CHOKE ME DADDY Y/N!”

-Smh is your literal catchphrase when dating him

- he is secretly a woman.

-you’ll walk into your shared bedroom and catch him having his hair wrapped in a towel, while wearing a pink robe that says ‘girl power’, and ‘Legally Blonde’ would be playing in the background, and he’d be doing the bend n’ snap.

-he also sometimes walks around the house in his maid outfit and when he takes it off he’s wearing female garments.

- your big titty anime gf ™️

- he’s also a damn drama queen

-“ugh! Yoosung left my meme on read? fucking bitch.”

- “Y/Nnnnnnnnnnn......I said I wanted my gummy vitamins on the sideeeeee”

- Depressing 707

- it took a while for him to actually open up and truly tell you what he’d done and been through in his life

-He was scared you’d see him as some coward or think lowly of him.

-although there were some things he could have done better or differently, you never judge him so harshly like that, you loved him dearly plus you had no entitlement to do so.

-for the most part, he tries to be super happy and make you laugh but sometimes he can’t hold in the pain.

-you’d catch him crying in a corner or outside on the doorsteps

-he’d try to quickly wipe his tears but you see right through him.

- Telling him that he’s gonna be okay while he cries into your chest

-Sometimes just sitting in a comfortable silence while he just soaks in the warmth for your body as he holds you tightly

-tells you if you ever want to break up with him, he understands because he’s such a wreck

-“why would I ever leave my best boi hacker who also doubles as a anime girlfriend? I literally hit the jackpot”

-telling him funny stories about your childhood and experiences in hopes of cheering him up

-he appreciates your efforts and laughs for you

-tells you all about his brother and how you will love him a lot because he is sweet and kind just like you.

-endlessly searching for searen

-sometimes you have to tell him to rest because he exhausts himself so so much

-listening to all the things he wants to do with his brother when they reunite

-he wants to be a family with you, him and searen one day

-speaking of family

-DAD SEVEN

-he wants to marry you and after about a year and a half he does.

-he proposes at a NASA Space meusem. They had a beautiful park with a stary night theme. It reminded him of all the nights you guys sat under the stars and just talked. It was perfect

-you guys do get married at a space station(thanks to Jumin hooking you guys up)

-although it was small, it one of the best days of each other’s life

- Seven actually wants to have kids when you guys settle down a bit more

-he wants a pretty big family around 6+ kids

-he wants to live more towards the country side with a large house and a lot of land for his kids to grow up on.

-“ekekjeeuhsh WH WHAT DO I DOOOO Y/N HELP MEEE I I SKSKSKSHSUWBSHSHBEJWKSHS I WAS JUST JOKING WHEN I SAID I WANTED KIDS I- I CANT BE A FATHER IM SCARED ;-;”

-“ SEVEN IM NOT PREGNANT, IM JUST BLOATED FROM THE BUFFET WE JUST ATE AT SMH”

-“oh....you looks amazing dear”

-“fuck off Seven”

-A relationship with Seven would be a whole rollercoller. However one that you will enjoy and laugh about afterwards. He truly loves you so much and will try to let you know the best he can! He just needs a little help and support along the way!

Requests open

[jennaalexandra]

When you blame the food, you lose all your power

im about a week into hopping back on the intuitive eating bandwagon.

i already feel lighter, more energized, motivated, purposeful, and intentional with what I put into my body.

i worry that this is just a phase & that eventualky I'll go back to feeling out of control again... which leads to food obsessive thoughts, overeating, bloating, and feeling sick!!

but then, I begin to notice Old ways begin to creep back in. Here it goes, I thought.

but this time I applied the lessons learned from I tutive eating and an awesome life coach that helped me navigate out of those old ways and habits.

I noticed three things that happened today that normally would have triggered impulse food buys and overeating:

1. I was starving so I wanted to get a tuna sandwich at the coop. I havent had one in forever and they usually are a treat to me Even though the past couple of times didn't satisfy me. so here's what I did instead:

• gave myself permission to buy the sandwhivh eeven though last time it didn't taste good. I reminded myself that I have lots of food leftover and that perhaps I'm just feeling anxious. What if I honored my body and savings by making myself a delicious meal at home? I can always come back another day when I have less groceries. It will always be here (precenting scarcity)

2. I was Tempted to buy PB cereal bc it was on sale and I havent had it in a while. It tastes so good.

• I gave myself permission to buy it but reminded myself of how it made me feel in the past. Part of intuitive eating is respecting your body and how it feels after you eat. and, did it ever truly ever satisfy me? Not really!!! I reminded myself of the other options I have at home; i can always go back to get the cereal

3. BIG ONE. I ate a decadent dinner of quesadilland was proud that I stopped when I did. I noticed quite a few things here!!! 1. I at first wanted to keep going but I told myself I can, but how would giving my body some time before feeding more so I can let My anxiety calm down a little. I get anxious before a meal ends because it makes me sad, eso when it's yummy!!!i seriously waited 2 minutes and by min 2, I felt pretty full and actually the thought of eating more kinda grossed me out. ALSO! afterwards I wanted a new taste in my mouth and dessert. I had a couple pieces of chocolate and told myself this Is to clear my palette. If you want more later, you can! I was still feeling anxious for dessert. Sink pooped in two frozen cookies knowing I didn't completely over do dinner and prob wouldn't feel sick from a cookie This heinous my body. I reminded myself if after the cookie is ready I'm still to full, I can save it. A HUGE lesson my coach has taught me is to ASK WHAT I AM NEEDING BY LISTENING TO FEEDBACK.

**so I'm anxiouS... let's focus on that and not the food. Let's address the anxiety and not the food, let's curb the anxiety and not my cravings!!!

> what helps reduce my anxiety? (PUZZLES! Talking to friends, today, stretch. If I reduce my anxiety, I can feel my food and all my body and pleasure sensations! For when i eat dessert. I can also make decisions with a neural mindset!!! vs scarcity anxious mindedet which will normally lead to over eating

SO THE MAIN TAKE AWAY. it's not the food you're dealing with. It's the anxiety!! My gf teased me and said, "are you puzzling so you don't eat" I responded," no I'm doing the puzzle to calm my anxiety." why are you anxious? She asked. "Because I want dessert or some sort of unmet need met." "she laughed,

the thing here, is it's not the food! It's the anxiety!! Food is a coping mechanism for the anxiety. You keep using food it turns to habit. You stop using food and other tools and those become your new habit! Hopefully more aligned with self care and your goals!!!

ps. I still enjoyed the cookie, I still felt anxious before it was over. I thanked the anxiety. You're feeling anxious because with we're given a gift of something delicious!!! It's sad when it's over but im grateful I was given it in the first place. I'm glad I can enjoy this without overdoing or (tbc).

I'm glad I can enou this without over doing it or making myself sick. being Sad is good because it means I have something to be sad about. I experienced such a pleasurabke joy!!! I am proud I made such a yummy cookie, or when traveling or visiting a. New restaurant I'm sad to stop indulging but grateful to be able to experience it!!! And remember, you are addressing the anxiety, not the food! Addressing food girdles away your power and gives it to food. And it’s got the truth. Your addressing your anxiety and that you do have control over!! Food does not control you!!!!