fat narratives

  • A Woman Of Size

    Recently, I heard a phrase that I adore: Woman of Size. I love that idea. It goes beyond the politics of the”fat” label, which still stings no matter how feminists positively co-opt the word. How lovely it is to say: “I am a woman of size. I contain multitudes. I encompass girths of greatness.” I

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  • A Fat Girl’s Life

    After almost forty years of disliking myself because of my weight, I’m beginning to tire of the energy necessary to be so mean to myself. It takes way too much work to maintain self-loathing. I’m healthier than a lot of skinnier women I know. I’m smart, I’m kind, and when I love someone, I love…

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