10/07/2025
Oh honey… let me tell you about the time bloating decided to betray me in public like the ultimate gaslighting (literally) experience 💨💀
So there I was — feeling cute, confident, unstoppable — strutting into a crowd like I owned the place. Hair: flawless. Outfit: snatched. Confidence: Beyoncé-level. Then out of nowhere, my stomach decided to inflate like a hot air balloon on a sugar rush 🎈😩
I went from “who’s that hottie?” to “is she smuggling a toddler under her dress?” in 0.3 seconds flat. Every step I took was a gamble — would it be a burp? A bubble? A betrayal? The suspense was giving Oscar-worthy drama 😭
Some random dude offered me his seat because he thought I was pregnant. Sir, no. I’m just one oat milk latte away from liftoff, thank you very much ☕💣
The worst part? My jeans were holding on tighter than my will to live. I was out there trying to socialize while my insides were having a full-on air pressure convention.
So if you ever see me at a party holding my stomach, don’t ask if I’m okay. Just hand me some peppermint tea, a heating pad, and a reason to live 😤
Moral of the story: bloating isn’t just a feeling — it’s a lifestyle choice my intestines made without consent. 💅
Now your turn — what’s your most savage bloating story? Let’s suffer glamorously together 💃🔥