Tag: fat

The other day, my sister and I were discussing our fatness. You know, that thing, that thing, children at the tender age of five, have already come to believe is more horrifying to be categorized as than the proposition of unexpectedly losing a limb. Sadly, during our conversation I realized, my Sis and I, now hold fundamentally differing views of what this means.

Personally, I’ve made huge inroads into accepting and making peace with the fact that I’m fat.

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When I look back at photos of myself during my childhood, I see the insecurity in my eyes staring back at me. I see a timid little girl wearing a fake smile. That was coaxed from her by the man or woman behind the camera. You know what those eyes say to me? They tell me that chubby faced, innocent child had already learned that she was something that society frowns upon. She had already been forced to accept the hard truth that she was viewed as the dreaded “fat girl”.

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