Control

Being the type of woman who would take a flamethrower to a spider - an onslaught is usually my modus operandi. My tanking health is no exception. Whilst most of my kin were indulging in copious amounts of salted, fatted and sugared holiday offerings I went ten whole days without eating anything that previously had eyes. (if you know me - you know that has never happened before) I am my father's child. Wait until the red light is locked on your person - then launch a rocket at your tormentor. Rest assured - by the end of 2022 I will be in control of my body. ALL OF IT.