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Thursday, February 10, 2011

VSG surgery: Weight loss surgery bloggers and nakedness


I've been writing the same blog post for about 45 minutes. I know what I want to say, but my thoughts are so scattered that I don't know how to put it all together. I just decided to save it was a draft and try to come back to it another day. This is the substitute post.

First off, I'd like to say hello to the two new followers that I have. *big, giant, rib crushing hugs with sloppy, microbe transmitting, kisses* 

Nicole over at Disappearing Diva has just made my week! She said that I am so fabulous that she wants to assassinate me with a poisoned cupake and assume my identity. I tried to tell her that wearing the crown of the Queen of all Black People makes the head very heavy. Not to mention that upon my assassination, we would have the logistics issue with the pink elephants. Anyway, she had some very nice things to say about yours truly and they made me a little misty eyeded (pronounced like "i did"). You can check out her post right here.

Never trust a cupcake with a smile that thing is ♫POISON
Writing this blog has been a way for me to just put it all out there. I mean out there like dog balls. There are some things that I cannot say, but they have an easier time flowing out through my fingers. If we were to have a conversation and if even a third of the stuff that I type were to actually go over my vocal cords and out of my mouth, you'd baaaack awaaay veeeerryyyyy sloooowly. Its crazy! With this platform though, its easier to tap into some of the deeper things that are on my heart and on my mind.
I know for sure that there are two people in my actual, factual, real, true, government name, life who read my blog. I didn't know that they were reading it, as neither of them commented about it until I was pretty far in. While I am happy beyond measure that they read my drivel ( and like it!), it makes me feel naked. My issues, my problems, my emotions, my feelings, my CRAZY, is all out there for them to see.....I think that I want to be the Queen of all Black people to them....Having people that know you, see into you, through you, feels....weird. Its not painful, but uncomfortable.........*sigh* Just talking about this is making me feel more naked.....and a little weepy. I am glad that you are here, because you being here is a comfort in itself. I love you.

I think that the substitute post turned out even better than the original.


  1. Aweee, relating to your cerebrum from beginning to end all the way through your legendary compositions is sufficient enough to formulate the sentiment of nudity in unrestricted existence with you in one big ol nekedness party. Let us know when the jumpoff happens again! :)

  2. I can really hear where you're coming from in this post, WW. When you write a blog as personal as ours, we are laying ourselves out there naked for everyone to see. All the things we would normally keep inside are out in the open for everyone to peruse. But in a lot of ways, by letting those out, it gives us a pressure valve to control those things so they don't build up and blast out all at once. In some ways, it's a very healthy release.

  3. i can relate. i'm so glad you decided to share your story with us. i need to see the gamut of emotions you go through because i know that i'm not alone. i often feel naked. it's hard for me to look at my own posts sometimes because I realize I can't take it back. I just keep thinking that it's helping someone. at this point, though, i have to focus on the fact that it's helping me.


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