In the last year and a bit I’ve gained a lot of weight. Partially due to birth control, partially because I have the tendency to binge eat. Right now I weigh the most I’ve ever weighed and I feel really uncomfortable with my body. I have angry red stretch marks again for the first time in years. My hips, thighs, behind my knees, on my butt. I’ve even got some on my forearms. I want to lose weight, but it’s hard. I live with my mum who is constantly buying junk food, and when it’s in my face, it’s really hard to resist eating it. I need a lot of support, to help me stay on track, to help make sure I’m not losing it, but I don’t really have anyone. Right now my belly upsets me the most. I have (had?) faded scars from past self-harming, but because of the weight gain, they’ve stretched and turned pink. Combined with the actual stretch marks, my belly is one big flub of red lines, and I hate it.
At some point when my boy was here we decided a slinkydick would make for good photos.
A little bit ago I posted a Sinful Sunday of me in frilly panties. This week I thought I’d complete it and post a pic of my boyfriend in them (with his consent, obviously)