I see you. I see how you hide in the dressing room, tucked in a corner, shielded by the room’s lone privacy curtain. I see you. I see how you avoid eye contact with the rest of us- women who greet each other loudly in a crowded room while dressing. Women who exchange hugs in… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Fat Girl in My Swim Class
Five Things I Should Have Learned in Kindergarten (But didn’t figure out until I was in my 30’s) Part 4 The Fourth Thing: It’s okay to be the biggest girl in the room. At most gatherings, I’m the largest female. This is not new for me. I’ve been a big girl since birth. I came… Continue reading The Biggest Girl in the Room
When I don’t blame myself, I attribute it all to three things I knew to be true: three. I list them not in order of importance, but just as they come, which may be important. But, then again, it probably isn’t. When I was growing up, I didn’t do it. I knew I couldn’t dream… Continue reading The Things I Knew
Branded with pale skin, you told me I could never be beautiful in a land where races have mingled for 200 years.
This summer has been a time of physical triumphs for me. Believe me when I say that victories of this variety are few and far between in my world. I am a woman who excels in the work place. I shine in a classroom. I am comfortable on a stage. I can get strangers belly… Continue reading Finding My Fat Girl Flow
I know nothing quite so solitary as being a fat child. Every pound I gained seemed to set me further and further away from my classmates. #Fat
My loved ones do not call me fat. They avoid the subject and my gaze. #BoPo #BodyImage #FatShaming #TakeFatBack