https://imgur.com/a/PlQHO6r My (updated) before and after pic....the one on the left was September 2020 at my highest recorded weight of 455. (Possibly more because my scale was begging for fresh batteries) and the one on the right is me today (Well Saturday) at 188 pounds. I'm glad Two Ton Tina is no more. That petty skinny bitch you see now....that is me. lol Anyone else got transformation pics? Sometimes I like going on reddit and just surfing for Before/After pics. It makes me incredibly proud that I was able to actually do it, after years of being told how fat, ugly, and what a waste of space I was. ✌🏻 EDIT: If anyone sees SKANKCLAIR be sure to forward this to her. Ms "Tina looks like she swallowed herself" bitchhhhhh. Ok I'm done LOL

life has been so ehhhh I literally broke down crying at the grocery store cash register last night because I was short $2. How embarrassing. Some lady who was behind me in line, I have never ever met, started rubbing my back and said "You're going through it, aren't you?" Yes lady, I sure fucking am. She paid the $2 I was short and I wanted to fucking die of embarrassment. I'm gonna stare at my computer screen today and zone out; maybe learn how to play a fucking Arena game. Or any game really. I need to just zone out. ✌🏻

So I broke up with my boyfriend Erik. We were together for quite a bit....we met in November, right before my 48th birthday. So technically we've been together since before Thanksgiving...like November 21st, so roughly 3.5 months, which is a long-ass time for me. LOL I wasn't feeling it....I know this sounds so terrible....we were long distance and he was (or is) in a wheelchair. He's a big dude but if you know me....I don't judge, considering I used to be 500 pounds. I was definitely an upgrade from his last relationship. So I decided to use the excuse of distance to break up, but I think he saw right fucking through it. I told him I still wanted to talk and be friends...he did not. And right before he blocked me, Cole (who was actually pretty pissed that we broke up; he liked Erik a lot) messaged me a screenshot from his Facebook and he had a post "I STAND WITH ISRAEL" Soooo Cole wasn't upset anymore. So I'm single again and I have decided not to jump into another relationship. I want to be single and have both sexes chase me. It's a really weird feeling. I just have to remember NOT to settle!

a pair of bonded fancy male rats. They are soooo super cute. 🐁 My mom is so gullible though..initially I told her that I was getting Cole the rats and she said "I DO NOT WANT RATS IN MY HOUSE!" and no matter how much I explained to her that they are domesticated, do not carry diseases, live in a multi-level cage, and are very intelligent....she didn't want no damn rats in this house. So, me being the sly person I can be, got the rats while I was in the hospital and I told my mother "They are a pair of giant fancy gerbils" 🤣🤣 So when the "boys" as I call them now (Andrew & Ivan) came home (Cole's good friend from NH went and picked him up 2 rats from a breeder and all the necessary accessories...including a 3 tier cage!! $50 for everything!!) my mother peeked in to the cage and commented how long their tails were. 🤣🤣 So last night I went into her room and confessed...they are actually fancy male rats. She took it better than I thought she would. She said "keep them away from me" Gladly obliged. haha I hope everyone has a wonderful day. ✌🏻

in our city hospital.... My key takeaway from this hospital stint? I gotta stop drinking. Like, no more. Doneeeee. I had a bleeding ulcer...I had to have an emergency endoscopy and the surgeon had to cauterize my ulcer because it was bleeding. I was supposed to come home Monday, but then Sunday night, my blood pressure started CRASHING. At one point it was 82/40. I also presented with malnutrition....I was starting to grow light soft hair (called lanugo) on my face from malnourishment. I FINALLY started feeling better toady. I was good yesterday, but then I had a sudden onset of nausea and started puking everywhere...and then my bp started bottoming out AGAIN. They wanted to keep me another night (for tonight) but I was SO FUCKING ANNOYED by this point...8 days of being poked, prodded, doped up on pain meds...having every little movement tracked with a heart monitor...having very little to eat because of being sick....I was SO OVER IT. I told the doctor this morning that I was over it and she needed to get what she needed because I want OUT TODAY. I was discharged at 5:15pm and was so annoyed I was ready to rip my own IV out. At 2:40pm I told the nurse that I needed pain medication before I went home. "Yep." 5pm comes and she comes into the room "Would you like your Latuda?" (my night med for my biplolar disorder) Me: NOPE. I want you to take my IV out and I'll go home and take my Latuda with my pain medication that I requested two hours ago. It was a decent visit until today. But I finally left... I weighed 202 pounds when I went in on Monday night...I came home today at 188. The battle begins.... ✌🏻

I have been an inpatient since Tuesday. I spent 2 days in the Short Stay Unit and yesterday morning I was moved up into the main hospital and in to a regular room. I have lost massive amounts of weight so far and am so sick that they are planning on giving me a feeding tube today because I still cannot eat OR drink without having intense pain and feeling super sick. Because of my weight loss surgery, my stomach anatomy won't support a typical feeding tube so I need to have one placed by a PIC line technique in my arm. No more alcohol drinking for me. This sucks so much.