. I was 3 months from turning 30 and GOD DAMMIT I was going to say goodbye to this damned fat once and for all. Not only that, my 30th birthday will be a pool party, in West Hollywood. Haters be damned, I will set down my shame, light my shirt on fire, dance my ass off, and look good doing it. I don’t intend to put myself out to pasture any time soon, but I know that after this milestone physical goals will only get harder. Getting in peak shape will never be easier than it is right now
On Turning 30: Pool Parties, Body Shame, and a Little Bit of Wisdom
Lucas Bane

Acceptance doesn’t have to be forever. That’s the thing about it that is so freeing.

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