I don’t think I’m paranoid that people quietly think them. I may not always know when, but I know the sight of my stomach triggers people’s insecurities.
One time I saw a woman with a stomach as big as an exercise ball in a crop top, and I’ve aspired to rock out as shamelessly as she did in her fully exposed stomach ever since.
This matters to me: I don’t think she was pregnant. And I feel that means she didn’t need a pregnancy as “excuse” to know she’s entitled to proudly showing off her belly.
Btw, I think we’ve got to depict bellies as a sexy part of the body more. Even on abs, imo, a little pudge can look nice.


Well, I think a big part of it for me is that I lost the weight once
I worked out hard for years, got down to a slim 165 and was feeling pretty adequate
then I moved, got an office job, put on 60 pounds, got depressed, put on another 30 pounds and wallowed for a bit
Then I realized, i’m still the same person I was back then
I’m still in good condition, I run 4.5 miles most days of the week, I still pack a nasty right hook
So what if I need bigger clothes? I’m fucking dynamic! A goddamn sexual tyrannosaurus!
Oh hell yeah! You can protect yourself and you’re still fit. I wanna practice a mean right hook too.