u/Bustyy_B3lle

I have a cupboard. In my kitchen. Exclusively for crisps. Not a shelf. Not a drawer. A whole cupboard. It has organisation. It has variety. It has a system that Freddie has been studying for months and has not cracked yet and this is genuinely my
proudest achievement.
There was a time I didnt have a crisp cupboard. I had a gym membership and a meal prep container and an app that knew things about bananas I never needed to know. I was extremely disciplined.
Then I left my job. The gym was the first thing to go. Then the app. Then the careful eating. What arrived in its place: pasta, Starbucks, bubble baths, Freddie, and eventually the crisp cupboard, which I consider the natural and correct conclusion of
all of this.
My body changed a lot. Softer. Rounder. Happier than I was when I was working so hard to be something very specific.

So this week I did a custom and the custom involved a costume and the costume was a blueberry.
Like Violet Beauregarde. From Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Except I was completely on board with it the entire time and there was no Wonka to roll me out at the end, which honestly felt like a loss.
I looked in the mirror about forty minutes in and had a moment. Not a bad moment. A 'this is my life now and it is genuinely amazing' moment. I am soft and round and I have fully leaned into every single aspect of this and I am thriving.
Freddie was in the room. He stared at me for a very long time and then very slowly left. I choose to interpret this as a five star review.
Afterwards I made pasta and ate it still in the costume because I had absolutely earned it and also I couldn't be bothered to get changed. Genuinely one of the best days of my adult life.