CONFESSION TIME. I have gone full JABatha Christie.

Yes, I’m on Mounjaro. No, it’s not witchcraft (though honestly, results so far feel slightly magical).

I wasn’t planning to share this… but after realising how many of us are quietly hoovering snacks at warp speed, dodging mirrors, and storing jeans “for the future” like sentimental relics, I figured - why not?

So I wrote a blog (plus running a facebook and insta pages, you can give us a follow if you fancy it).

It’s funny. It’s HONEST (I apologise in advance).

It’s full of sass, hormones, bloat, and plot twists.

And if you’re on a similar journey (or considering one), maybe it’ll make you laugh… or at least feel a little less alone.

No judgement, just real talk.

Because weight, hormones, health - it’s a lot.

So let’s stop whispering about it like it’s a crime drama and start supporting each other like it’s a group chat with memes and hot tea.

Read it, share it, ignore it - just don’t judge me unless you’ve also been personally victimised by your own metabolism for ages.

Case open. JABatha Christie reporting for duty.

With Love,

JABatha Christie