Thekrissbeauty
Your curvy + chronically ill bestie 🫶🏻❤️🩹
Healing out loud in real time
Creating comfort, confidence & community ↓
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06/17/2026
comment "GUIDE" & I'll send you exactly what made me money as a chronically ill baddie 🤏🏻💅🏻
they told me you can't be chronically ill AND make real money 👀
well, as a girlie with POTS, Lupus, HS, Lipedema, Hashimotos, Long Covid, Trigeminal Neuralgia, Peripheral Neuropathy, Hypermobility, AND Degenerative Disc Disease all at once - I'M DOING IT 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
In bed
In between flares (sometimes during 🫠)
NOT from the hustle & grind mindset.
Because the secret isn't pushing through - it's building SYSTEMS that worked even when I can't.
As a ugc creator, I was able to:
- put together a portfolio that set me apart
- do brand outreach that ACTUALLY landed deals
- create content packages brands couldn't resist
- utilize AI to do most of the heavy lifting
chronic illness doesn't mean your dreams expire. it just means we build DIFFERENTLY.
for the chronically ill, the burnt out, the survival mode girlie, the one who was told she had to choose between her health AND her bag - this is for YOU.
comment "GUIDE" & I'll send you exactly what made me money as a chronically ill baddie 🤏🏻💅🏻
All it took was a face full of makeup & some meds to realize I'm STILL that gworl 💅🏻😛🤏🏻🤏🏻
nobody talks about the rage that comes with chronic illness because it looks like this👇🏻
I couldn't get out of bed until 11am today without the room spinning, my ears ringing and feeling glued to the bed. It literally took EVERYTHING in me just to get to the kitchen and as soon as I sat down Greyson (my cat) started picking at my food...
... I completely LOST it.
It seems minuscule and silly, but putting together a quick plate of tuna, avocado and cottage cheese was one of the biggest tasks I was able to get done, and all I kept thinking throughout the entire time I was standing in the kitchen was "just get through this and you'll be able to sit down and eat." So the mere thought of Greyson eating my food & me having to redo that when I barely got through it broke me down COMPLETELY. All I could do was cry out of frustration.
This is the reality of chronic illness. Things shift from one day to the next and the smallest tasks require the biggest effort.
and today I feel defeated.
if you felt this you are so not alone 🤍
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the AUDACITY of my body to wait until I feel semi good 😭drop a 🙋🏼♀️ if you know this feel TOO WELL
One thing the chronically ill girlies KNOW is the disconnect from your mind vs your physical body will humble you REAL quick 👀🫠
But over on this page, we're learning to honor the rest, do what we can & not feel guilty about it 💅🏻👏🏻 I'm Kriss btw - a healing, chronic illness girlie learning to build a life she wants AND a soft life 🤍
Follow if you need a safe space that gets it 🫶🏻
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04/24/2026
My healing era doesn’t always look glamorous.
Sometimes it looks like extra hydration, naps, rescheduling (A LOT), eating on time, taking meds, and going to bed early.
I used to think healing meant lots of therapy & discipline.
Now I know the quiet stuff matters too.
So If you’re in a slower season right now… you’re not failing. You’re adjusting. 🤍
Comment HEALING if this is you friend ❤️🩹
04/21/2026
not a weight loss page. not a chronic illness page. just my life. and my life is A LOT. 🎀
swipe to meet me - then stick around, because I want you to see all of it.
↓ my story in 8 slides ↓
Long Covid. Lupus. POTS. Hashimoto's. Chronic nerve pain. Sleep apnea. and STILL being diagnosed 🫠
a body I had to learn to live in all over again.
the weight came back. but so am i. in a completely different way
that grief is real. and so is everything I'm building from it.
if your body, your plans, your whole idea of who you were "supposed" to be changed in what feels like overnight, - you're in the right place 🩷
11/29/2025
You’re not failing - you’re being CARRIED.
This season has felt impossible for me too.
Waking up exhausted.
Crying in silence.
Begging God for clarity.
Doing everything “right,” and still feeling like nothing made sense.
But every single day (even when I didn’t have the strength, the patience, the answers, or the energy) God still woke me up.
He still covered me.
He still stayed close.
And now looking back, I realize…
What felt like “delay” was actually protection.
What felt like silence was preparation.
What felt like loss was redirection.
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Here are a few things I’m reminding myself daily:
➡️ Healing isn’t linear - but God is CONSISTENT.
➡️ Slow progress is still progress.
➡️ I don’t have to understand everything to trust God with everything.
➡️ I can grieve AND still be grateful.
➡️ Joy still lives in the small things.
And if you’re in that season where nothing makes sense…
Where your body feels like the enemy, your energy is limited, and your faith feels tired - I want you to know this:
✨ God is STILL good.
He hasn’t forgotten you.
And He’s carrying you, even here. ✨
Save this for the days you need the reminder.
Share it with someone who needs it today too. 🫶🏻
09/08/2025
I almost didn’t come back on here.
Because how do you show up when the girl who once lost 130 lbs is now the woman who regained it all, got diagnosed with lupus, waking up with blue lips/disoriented day after day… and can barely stand to make meals?
But here’s the truth: hiding didn’t heal me.
Silence didn’t save me.
And soaking in shame only made me feel more broken.
So this is me..
swollen, inflamed, exhausted, but STILL here.
Because your worth was never meant to be measured by pounds, productivity, or how well your body “cooperates.”
If your body has ever betrayed you too, I need you to hear this:
You’re not broken. You’re not lazy. You’re not unworthy.
You’re still THAT girl. And so am I. 🧡
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Sending love to my + anyone navigating weight gain, flares, or starting over. You’re not alone.
Be Kind to Yourself, ALWAYS 💜
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