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Tell Me About It

Tell Me About It

$50

Write to me about your weight loss journey, and I'll write you back.

Tell me where you are, what you've tried, and what isn't working. No word limit. It doesn't have to be organised.

Within five days you get a letter from me. What I see, what I think is actually going on, and what I'd do first if I were you.

You'll be seen. Not diagnosed, not handed a plan. Read by someone who has been where you are and knows what the words underneath yours usually mean.

You've probably stopped telling people you're trying. It gets tiring to say it again, and watch them wait to see if this time is different. So you stopped saying it. You get used to it. It costs more than you think.

You don't have to do this alone. You never did.

Women write to me because they're:

  • Fine all day, and then reaching for food at night

  • Losing the same ten kilograms and finding them again, wondering if this is all life is ever going to be

  • Feeling like nothing in their life can go right until they lose the weight

  • Told they don't look that big, and left more alone by it than before

  • On a GLP-1, or post-surgery, and not sure what happens next

  • Tired of watching everyone else live the life they keep dreaming about

  • Carrying something they've never said to anyone, and wanting to say it once to someone who won't be shocked

At 145 kilograms, what I wanted more than anything was to say it to someone. Not a doctor. Not my family, who loved me and had heard it all before, and who I'd become a tired old song to. Someone who'd been where I was, who'd listen and tell me the truth. I never found her.

So that's what this is.

Whatever you write. I've heard worse, usually from myself.

What this isn't

I trained as a doctor, and I know how tempting it will be to ask me. But I can't be yours. I can't tell you what dose to take, what your bloodwork means, or whether to come off a medication, because I can't examine you, and you deserve someone who can.

It isn't therapy either. It's one woman who's been there, reading what you wrote and answering you honestly.

$50. One letter. Five days.

Don't write it well. Write it now, badly, in the state you're in. That's the version I actually need.

FeiFei

Tell me about it.

1. Tell me about it. As much or as little as you want. Where you are, how long it's been, what it costs you.
2. What do you want from me? Advice, a plan, a place to say it out loud, or something else. If you don't know, say that.
3. Anything I should know before I answer? Health conditions, medications, surgeries, anything you're being treated for. You don't have to. But if it's relevant, it helps me answer you properly.
4. I understand FeiFei is not acting as my doctor or therapist, and that anything medical goes to my own doctor
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