Wardens

Hi loves, 
I'll be the first one to admit, I sound better in written word than I do verbally. I get tongue-tied and awkward, and that's okay. I'm much more the girl next door who loves hanging at home with her dogs, looking out on a pasture of horses, than a party girl. So, if that's your vibe, I think we'll get along just fine.
Fair warning, the beginning of this story is not fun, sexy, or cute, but I think it helps bring the full picture together of who I am as a person. I'm also putting a Trigger Warning. So, if you're interested in getting to know me; sit back, grab some popcorn and m&ms, and enjoy, because it does have a happy ending ❤️
 
My backstory:
I'll save you the sob story because that's not what I'm here for. The key points of my early life are:
Bullied for being chubby by kids and adults when I was very young. Developed habits of 2 ED as a teen and flipped between them for 7 years.  However, I never played sports or worked out, so I've never really been "in shape", I was just really skinny. By the time I reached my early 20's, I had recovered, but only just. I maintained a level right above underweight and only ever fluctuated up to 5 pounds, but I still didn't feel pretty enough, skinny enough, good enough. Having a best friend who had the body of a supermodel didn't help those feelings either. 
And then I injured my back, and had to have surgery (if you look between my guns you can see the scar ) Post-surgery I was on light bed rest for a few months, and didn't return to work for six. Naturally in that time, I gained weight. I hated it. I wore baggy clothes and tried to hide my body in any way I could, at my heaviest I was around 185, and I'm sorry I don't have pictures but I never took any. Within a year after recovering from my surgery, all the weight was gone and I was back to my normal 130 range.  A year later I had lost all the weight I had gained, and was mostly happy. 
Then I met my boyfriend, who was very upfront about his preference for curvy women and bbws. I'll admit, when he told me I was confused, freaked out, and even slightly disgusted and basically told him that would never be me and to take me or leave me. Thankfully, he stuck around and has made me the happiest girl in the world.  He's a been a chef for 20 years, and naturally cooked a bunch of food for me whenever we were together, so I gained probably around 10 pounds the first year we were together, I wasn't thrilled about it, but I was otherwise happy and didn't feel the incessant need to lose it, even if I didn't love it. 
and then -record scratch- Christmas 2018 I got sick, and weeks, and then months went by and I wasn't getting better, but getting worse. After 5 months we finally found the problem and I went in for another surgery a month later. At that point, the only thing I had been able to eat for months was a fruit smoothie in the mornings and about 5 bites of whatever was for dinner.  I lost what I had gained, and then some. I'm not positive what I was at my smallest, as I didn't own a scale. I know in either August or September I was 121, and I wouldn't be surprised if I lost a few more between then and late October 2019. My body forced my EDs back on me with a vengeance and for the first time I looked at my small, skinny body and hated the way I looked, but not for the reason I used to. For the first time, I hated how small I was, and I couldn't believe that I had done that purposefully to myself for so long. 
Which is when the my Cinderella Story starts taking place, because I most certainly am turning into a pumpkin
I finally started getting my appetite back, even if it just meant I could eat 10 bites of dinner instead of 5. I told my boyfriend I (October-December was still a mixed bag on if I felt good or not, so I would gain and then lose depending on the week). Slowly, I was able to eat more and more, and I loved seeing the changes in my body. My breasts were getting heavier, my hips slightly wider. More importantly I was finally getting some strength back in my body. By January I was hooked and there was no stopping me. I've continued to push myself to my limits, but will never push myself over because I'm done being a sick and broken little girl, and my health is my priority. 
Despite the fact that I eat more unhealthy in my videos, I still eat a fairly balanced and healthy diet throughout my week, but I love sharing my binges with you.
 
As far as goals, my current short term goal is 200 by August 1. I'm not sure if I'll make it but I'm gonna try my best! After that, it's just a hop over to 100 lbs gained, and then after that doubling my weight. 
I don't know what the future will hold, but I have a feeling it's going to be mighty tasty
I hope you enjoy my journey as much as I am
 
❤️❤️
Kat