“Sorry, my hair is a mess.”
“Sorry, I’m not wearing any makeup today.”
“Sorry, I didn’t feel like dressing up today.”
“Sorry, I wanted to wear comfortable shoes.”
“Sorry, I’m breaking out right now.”
Read MoreEating was rarely a fun activity as a kid. Nothing was ever the way I wanted it or in the quantity that I wanted. I’d fuss over being given half a banana or cookie — I wanted to be given the whole thing whether I could finish it or not. I hated being given broken pieces of snacks or food. I always wanted the most perfect pieces, regardless of the fact that the look of the food never changed the taste.
Read MoreWeight is a hot topic. It’s a subject people love to talk about. How to lose it. What makes someone gain it. Who has lost weight. How to lose weight quickly. How someone else lost weight and why they swear it worked. People love to discuss weight.
Read MoreI hate the word. Truly. I have so many negative feelings and memories associated with the word “fat,” that it actually makes me cringe to say it out loud. It sounds foreign coming out of my lips, leaving me with a sour bitter taste in my mouth. It tastes as bad as it sounds, like gasoline, but thick and sticky in texture.
Read MoreFatness was the enemy. Fatness made people unhappy. Fitting into a certain size made people very happy. I learned this at a very young age.
Read MoreAs a fat woman, I’ve been told, over and over again, explicitly and subtly, that I am not good enough. I am told that happiness, love and success are out of my reach. I am told that I don’t get to celebrate and appreciate being a sexual being because of the amount of flesh I have around my tummy. I am told, every day, that I matter less because of my size.
Read MoreI’m a fat girl talking about all the unique experiences fat girls tend to have, from being a chubby child to navigating life as a plus-size woman.
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