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In Which Fatso Talks About Christmas

I'm going to admit something that may make me something of a pariah: Christmas is not my favourite time of the year. My favourite time of the year is actually Hallowe'en, because I can actually dress up as somebody else on Hallowe'en, but Christmas suffices, because, let's face it: Glitter, sparkle, decorations, good food and… Continue reading In Which Fatso Talks About Christmas

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In Which Fatso Feels Almost Normal

I had to go for another therapy session today. EMDR's weird when I'm in there. I didn't honestly think that a therapy where I sit and move my eyes while immersing myself in an old trauma would do anything - it's hard to explain unless you've experienced the therapy - but it works. I'm not… Continue reading In Which Fatso Feels Almost Normal