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Welcome to Wanda Transforming (Conversations With a Fit Fat Chick)
Over the years, I have started many projects; the ones that keep my heart full are those that help others. I started this blog as a way to talk about my life. Some are fitness related, some are food related, and some are reflections of my childhood. I like to tell stories. It is my way of moving past the bad, accepting what has happened, and building a beautiful future. Writing about my life is not easy. I am a terrible writer and it takes a lot of time I don’t have. However, I have spent my whole life wondering who my mother is and what her childhood was like.…
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Conversations That Stick With You
My mom was always open about sex and sexuality when I was a teenager. My mom was a teen mom; she had my oldest sister when she was fifteen and another sister a year and a half later. She was very terrified that my younger sisters and I would follow in her footsteps. She would talk to me about safe sex all the time, she would tell me that when I thought I was ready to let her know and she would take me to planned parenthood. I didn’t tell her the first time because I wasn’t near her when it happened; it was on a dare and I was…
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Funerals Are for the Living- Party at mine!
I have been to a lot of funerals in my life. At least more than I ever wanted to go to. Most were older people who had lived relatively long lives, though some were far too young to die. This is not really about the people who died but more about the list I started compiling things that I want to happen at my funeral and the things I don’t want to happen. This is a true list I keep in the notes section on my phone and I add to it at each funeral. People that have seen it think I am crazy but don’t really disagree with me…
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God Didn’t Make Me Thin Because He Knew I Would Run Around Naked!
You know that girl that can just wear anything and look great. She is the one that guys pine over the one that people write songs and poems about. The girl that can eat anything never has to run it off after. The one that says I look so fat while wearing a size two thru eight. Well, I am not that girl. I am proud to be her friend, sister, cousin, aunt, and someday her mother. I just have never been her. You know that girl the one at the gym that is really overweight killing it on the elliptical. The one you want to go up to and…