The “DD”
I’ve been dying to tell y’all this story but I had to wait for the appropriate amount of time pass to ensure anonymity. Certain details
February 15, 2024
I’ve been dying to tell y’all this story but I had to wait for the appropriate amount of time pass to ensure anonymity. Certain details
Dear Help a Sister Out, It’s Super Bowl Sunday and I know I’m supposed to be baking football shaped everything and be ready to party
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Dear Help a Sister Out, I just finished a 2 week detox. We had to drink these awful shakes twice a day and eat a
You aren’t going to believe this shit. Whilst I was out and about today, someone had the audacity to tell me I looked skinny. I
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I don’t know about you but I’m plowing through “Dry January” damp and chubby. While not ideal it takes me a bit longer than the
Dear Help a Sister Out, I’m sure you are getting thousands of these questions right now. I feel so much pressure around this time of
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