Like a knife to my belly

How do you love an imperfect body? I’ve spent hours lecturing people about exactly this. Days writing about it. Weeks, months even, thinking about it. A decade immersed in the idea that there is no wrong way to have a body, that fat bodies are good bodies, that my fat […]

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To be fat and free at the beach

I think a lot about what it is to feel free. Like drifting slowly through soft pink sunlit clouds. Effortless. Weightless. No tension in the thick muscles of my neck and shoulders. My spine elongated, my limbs extended and my fingers outstretched. If there’s resistance I don’t feel it. I […]

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It’s Okay

Yesterday I ended things with someone I had been seeing for almost five months. No condolences are necessary here. Ours was not some grand, life-altering love story. It was just a thing, a nice little thing, and now it’s not a thing. And that’s okay. It’s okay to exit relationships […]

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Fat on Purpose

Big boned. Slow metabolism. Thyroid disorder. “It’s genetic.” When I was younger, I clung to these words like a shield. Having an explanation for my weight made living as a fat person just a little more bearable. People were nicer to me, as long as I had a reason for […]

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