My Friend Emily

Emily is the new member of EZHAZ which is my girl tribe. I met with her the other day at a Chick Fi La. she loves loves loves the chicken there and I do too!! I showed up and ordered some food and I knew it was her from her insta profile. Tall, blond hair girl with an athletic upper and narrow shoulders, strong looking upper arms. Almost has the same look as Iskra Lawerence. She was wearing a gray tank top and black leggings. She had just come from yoga. When I walked up after ordering my food I could only see her upper body as her lower was hiding under the table. Her insta photos never showed her lower body just her upper.So I just assumed she was gonna be a skinny girl maybe curvy..but Zula always says we always find the curviest girls . Emily or as her friends call her Em or Hope. was so happy to meet me. Took her a minute or two to say my name right which is normal for me. I said Just call me Zule. She said it right eventually and said it is the most exotic and gorgeous name she has ever heard. we started talking as she was finishing her waffle fries and a plain chick sandwich. She told me that her friend knows Zula, which is how I found out about her. As soon as she was done eating my food was ready and I went over to get it.She kind of awkwardly offered to get it for me, but I said its fine. I came back and she was just sitting there like she was hiding something or worried and hiding her hands like I was gonna judge her or gasp in shock at something. I as I sat down I sat up tall and closer to the edge of the booth bench to be closer to my food and bc I didn't want to ruin my favorite short with the addicting chick fi la sauce. She didnt want to move from table even to fill her soda and kept putting her hands by her sides from the sound maybe massaging her thighs and looking down. I broke my awesome posture and gave her a concerned look and asked her if she was okay and if I am doing anything to make her nervous. She sighed and looked like she was about to cry and said as she put her hands that were in her lap on the table and said I have a medical condition that is a form of lipodemia. That means her body does not know how to distribute its far evenly so it just goes to one place. I have that sort of the same thing from just being pear shaped, but I have gotten fat on my stomach and upper arms. For her it is a lot different. Starting with the fact that she has to sit at a booth not a regular chair and table. She needs the extra space of the long bench for her very big lower body that is probably twice as big as mine. She has so much loose extra fat the even the table has to be a certain height and not low, which is an embarrassing and challenge each time to find. Not every place will work and she has to leave certain places because of that. She told me she was so active and healthier before and did a lot of lifting and played volleyball. So she is very strong but her condition and current job has been affecting her body and spirit. She loves helping people and worked in a hospital but her condition worsened and she had to quit and work in HR behind a desk. She goes for walks on her lunch break to stretch her legs and keep the circulation going With her lower body and it being so big it also makes her tired easily. Sitting behind a desk does not help either and has made her gain more fat even faster. She made a joke about the fact that this meal will make her gain like 20lbs by tomorrow morning. We laughed and I said yeah these calories will show up on my body by tomorrow lol. Hey at least it was good though. But we both knew it actually was not funny and that 20lbs may seem like not that much but for her it is a lot. Even 5lbs is a lot..considering how much she has on her poor body already. How she found out her body had changed is sad. One night she was sleeping and in her heart she knew something was wrong..like she felt bigger than before. She woke up and turned the light on and flung back the covers and sat up. She looked down at her thighs and they looked so much different than what she was used too. Fat and skin was kind of hanging off the side of her thighs. She grabbed the side fat and lifted it up and dropped it back down. The top of her thighs jiggled. Same thing on her left thigh as well. She touched them and they felt like there was water underneath. Kind of like how you sit on a water bed same kind of feeling. She got out of bed and walked in her closest which had a tall mirror. On the way to the closet she could feel her thighs so close together and rubbing against each other. She said she cried when she saw herself in the mirror. She looked so different. She said she grabbed a pair of leggings she had a put them on but they almost ripped because of how wide and thick her hips were and thighs and omg she said in a quite voice her butt was so huge and fat that it scared her. She knew she had to get help. She took a picture in which she showed me and I was shocked but also was sympathetic to an extent. I had a moment like that where I didnt recognize myself and was really shocked on how my curves were changing. She beat herself up for not paying attention to her body and what her condition can do to her. she had fat pockets everywhere on her body. She almost did not know who she was. Now she has to order clothes custom made and has to wait so she wears leggings all the time since they are more comfortable and fit over her hips better than jeans can.

Makes you be grateful for the body you have. However even threw all that stuff she is very hopeful and understands that she cant just help people and not ignore her body. This condition is part of her but it will not break her spirit. She has a lot of faith. We talked little bit about other things and I shared about the other girls in the tribe.

Before we left the table it took her like 30 seconds or so to shimmy over to the edge of the booth and put both feet in front of her and use the table to push herself up. If she forgets and gets up the other way especially if the table is low her hips will hit the underside of the table. Sometimes her hips or the side of her butt will hit the table even if she gets out the special way. We walked out to our cars and she was smiling and talking and holding her head up high. She told me that she used to love going grocery shopping but a few times accidentally knocked something off the shelf because of her hips. Shes had to pay for a lot of food she never ate or wanted but oh well it is what it is. I looked at her and said with my hands on my hips Hey..you are not the only one with big hips. I have knocked so much stuff off the shelf that stores know me by name. She laughed and said Yeah you have a beautiful curvaceous body. Be proud of it even if others dont understand. I gave her a hug and she did touch my butt I guess to make sure it was real. I let it slide but texted her later saying I have a partner already. She said she was sorry I was just making sure you were real and not fake. I am staring to like woman more too anyway.

One tip she did give me was is to cushion all the sharp edges of counters or tables so that your hips does not hit them by accident. That way if you walk past them they wont feel like a stab or your hips. This girl has a lot of tips like that...even down to how she manages her thighs always being so close together and rubbing all the time everyday all day. I thought I had it figured out but I have at least a centimeter of space between my thighs that I can on a good day get away with. Even her car has two towels folded up to keep her thighs from spreading out when she is driving. Otherwise she would not be able to even click in her seatbelt. The small things we dont think about she has too.

Zuleika (Treat EZHAZE Like A Human)