This writer is wonderful in all areas of her life.
I’ve always been fat.
Always.
I have never had a Barbie-doll shape. As a teen, I was told that I had “good hips for having babies.” – because that’s something every adolescent wants to hear. It, of course, translates to, “Yo, you have a fat ass.”
It does. It helps to create a negative body image. How about just, “you are beautiful just the way you are.” What the hell is wrong with that?
In high school, I listened to things like that. It didn’t matter that I was tall, and mostly thin, with washboard abs. It didn’t matter that I modeled. It didn’t matter that on a fat day, at 5’8”, I weighed-in at about 120 pounds. In my head, I was fat.
I fulfilled the expectation of having babies, and with each, I got fatter. After my third baby, I was a horrifying 135 pounds. I was…
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Hello to you. Been a while.
Mel’s writing looks interesting too – I’m off to look at it.
she’s great!