My sister identifies as fat. She's not ashamed of her body--if anything, she's proud. And I'm proud of her. But it makes me ashamed of myself for not being able to love my body unconditionally, like she does. It feels like a moral failing to hate this body I was born with.

But my sister loves her body because it feels like HER. She feels authentic and true when she's fat. I do not feel authentic and true when I'm a man. So, for me, I try to think of body positivity in terms of "body authenticity", and this shift helps it make sense better.

Great article 👏