“Wait,” you’re thinking. “I thought I’d clicked on an article about a contestant from the Bachelor? Who the hell is this?”
You did, guys. My time may have been short, but it was still very real and I’m planning on clinging onto it for five final minutes, so stick with me.
Overall I spent just two weeks in the Bachelor house, which translates to about a grand total of five minutes in actual TV air time. And even with that teeny tiny sliver under my belt, I can’t help but think how Sam Frost feels every time she has to come out hitting and waste her time justifying her weight gain or weight loss to the world.
I was only on the show for a couple of weeks and the body shamers were brutal, so I’m still not sure how she manages to do it every day, but it’s pretty amazing that she does.
In 2015, I entered the Bachelor house as a happy and confident woman. But by the end of the year I was exhausted, emotionally broken and a little bit heavier on the scales.
Not unlike others who have come before and since me, I hadn’t exactly planned to go on The Bachelor. Some of the girls I worked with asked if I was open to it and wrote an application for me.
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