Goddess Kali helped me slim down!
...is a sexy Goddess trying to emerge! Skye Valuntino, 31, from Edgbaston, West Midlands White witch magic!
I’m a woman. And for me, the word woman is spelt G-O-D-D-E-S-S. Divine. Celestial. Immortal. Gorgeous. But it’s taken me a long time to accept it.
‘Look at me,’ I cried into the mirror. ‘I’m obese.’ It was March last year. And I was big. I was 21st big, to be precise. And a whopping dress size-38.
Far too much for my 5ft 9in frame.
Now, I’m not saying curves aren’t beautiful. They are.
But mine were getting dangerous.
I’d be out of breath walking for the bus, I’d break out in a sweat just popping out for a pint of milk.
Not healthy at all. And the thing is, I hadn’t always been like this.
Twelve years before, I’d been slim as a pin. That was back when the world saw me as a boy.
I’ve always been a woman, but I was born into a boy’s body.
Right from the start, I knew I was different. I played with the girls at school. And I longed to be like them. Felt frustrated that I wasn’t. As I got older, that frustration turned into a huge despair. Some of the boys at school noticed that I was different and girlie.
‘Gay boy!’ one of them shouted at me. ‘Fag!’ laughed another. They were wrong. I wasn’t a gay man. I was a straight woman in a boy’s body.
But how could I tell the bullies that?
So I just put up and shut up. Watched in horror as my boy’s body turned into a man’s body. As hair started to appear in places I didn’t want it, and as my voice deepened.
By the time I was 18, I just couldn’t go on. ‘You’ve got one life,’ I said to myself. ‘So what are you going to do about it?’ Waste it pretending to be something I wasn’t? Or be true to myself? It’s a no-brainer, really. First, I told my mum. She was so accepting. Said she’d always loved me and always would. No matter what. Then I told friends and family. Some of them found it harder to deal with than others. But the important thing was being true to me. ‘I’m free,’ I cried. That same day, I threw out my old clothes. Went shopping for new ones – women’s. And I let the world see who I’d always been. Skye Valuntino. Soon after, I started seeing
I was a woman in a boy’s body Right from the start, I knew I was different I let the world see who I’ve always been
a doctor at a gender reassignment clinic.
I had surgery, was given hormones to soften my voice and my features.
That’s when the weight piled on.
The hormones I was taking were strong. The same used in HRT.
They made my body puff out and bloat. And quickly.
Within a year, I’d ballooned from 11st to 15, 16, 17…and counting.
But I’m the first to admit I didn’t do anything to help.
The weight made me feel down… which made me want to eat… which made me feel more down and want to eat and eat. It was a vicious circle.
My downfall was pizza. I’d order two large takeaway ones. Stuffed crust. Layered with pepperoni.
And I’d eat them both for lunch. Then I’d have a greasy Chinese for dinner.
Before long, my 30th birthday was looming. ‘I’m not going to be 30 and fat,’ I said to myself. But I’d already tried every diet going. Maybe it’s time I used a little magic, I thought. You see, all of us women are Goddesses. But I’m a witch, too. A white witch. My divine mother is the Hindu Goddess, Kali. I’ve always had my powers. In all of my lives. Thousands of years ago, before I was Skye, I was the high priestess of the temple of Alexandria. My cat, Tiddles, was there, too. But he was a python. I’ve also been burned at the stake for being a heretic in 16th-century England. I’ve only used my magical powers for good. Over the centuries, I’ve cast spells to heal lovers’ rifts, and help couples have a baby. I’ve even used my powers to fight off the Devil. And I know I’ll be using my influence to help people for many years to come. I had never used my powers to help myself. When you follow Kali, you must accept your responsibilty is to serve others and to always put their needs before yours. But couldn’t I use my powers to help myself just this once? To be honest, I didn’t feel there was anyone else I could ask, anyone else I could turn to for help, except for my Goddess mother, Kali. So, taking a deep breath, I asked Kali: ‘Can you help me to help myself?’
The weight made me feel down Couldn’t I use my powers to help myself?
High priestess: With Tiddles