Oops – and also, what?!

I’ve been offline for so long that two comments were stuck in the moderation queue for quite some time. My apologies. However, one of those two comments made my mind boggle a little:

I just visited your blog https://amaranthinebattle.wordpress.com and have found it to be of a very high standard. Iā€™m Erica, the marketing manager of largefriends.com, a dating site for BBW and BHM. We dedicate to provide better services for plus size people. Is it possible for us to be partners to achieve win-win cooperation?

Would you like to have your own BBW dating site? You can earn money if you have users registering at your site. We can set it up for you at no cost. Any interested in it?

Excuse me, the what now? Do marketing people even read the blogs they’re commenting on? First off, this is a very simple blog hosted on WordPress.com and I have no experience in programming whatsoever. It has so little content yet that you certainly can’t tell whether it’s going to be “of a very high standard” in the future or not, and couldn’t the fact that I have trouble keeping it updated regularly possibly indicate that I don’t have the time and energy to maintain another site on top of it?

That said, I am neither a BBW nor a BHM nor interested in dating sites and I do not even support the use of those acronyms. As some of my internet friends would say: FAIL.

Now, on to writing the post that I originally logged on for …



I’m not entirely certain where I’m going with this blog, but I can tell you that I spend a lot of time thinking about health for several reasons. It seems that I’ve been suffering from fibromyalgia or something like it for approximately 8 or 9 years, which I never noticed because I’d already had a little psychosomatic problem (headaches) for a while before the other symptoms started, and unfortunately I assumed that they were all part of the same thing. The headaches stopped eventually, but the rest only got worse.

I have been called a lazy, attention-seeking hypochondriac and an irresponsible liar, I was advised to just go to bed earlier and to exercise more, to get out more, to make more friends, to eat healthier, to drink more water, to think more positive thoughts and to stop thinking so much … among other things. To each suggestion that wasn’t completely ridiculous, I reacted with hope. Contrary to popular belief I am actually an optimist, so I tried everything enthusiastically. If I failed to keep up my new lifestyle, I would eventually have another go at it. And another. And another. If I kept it up and nothing changed, I figured that I must be cheating myself somehow or that I wasn’t doing enough yet.

I was not until two years ago that I began to consider the possibility that I might just be ill. However, I still wasn’t experiencing all the major symptoms of my disease – those appeared after my son’s birth in January 2008. So far I haven’t found a doctor who could diagnose me properly, but I’m working on it.

Another reason why I spend a lot of time thinking about health is that I stumbled into the Fat Acceptance movement by accident earlier this year. I am not fat myself, but I used to worry about what I eat a lot and I’m engaged to a very cuddly man. šŸ˜‰

Well, that’s my story.

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