Welcome to Fluffy No More—my unfiltered journey to unfat myself without losing my mind, my sense of humor, or whatever confidence I had left in a dressing room mirror. This isn’t some fitness guru saga with abs, supplements, or gym cult vibes. There are no six-pack shortcuts or “what I eat in a day” perfection.

It’s just me—a fluffy, snack-obsessed realist—trying to break bad habits, escape the cycle of self-sabotage, and finally take back my health one awkward, sweaty step at a time. You’ll find comedy, cravings, breakdowns, breakthroughs, and tips and tricks to help fight your inner demons… can we survive them together? It’s all healing, handled with sarcasm, self-deprecating truth bombs, and elastic waistbands.

And just so we’re clear—I’m not a doctor, therapist, or certified anything. I’m just a dude with big feelings, stretch marks, and a camera. This is not medical advice. It’s storytelling. It’s a self-help-ish comedy series. If you’re looking to start your own health journey, talk to a professional—not someone who once pulled a muscle putting on socks.

Side effects may include: accidental motivation, emotional burping, uncontrollable laughter, and the occasional urge to make slightly better life choices.