Fat

Unpacking…

There is so much on my mind today… and it’s so difficult to figure out what to write about. The overall theme is moving in to this new…

Can’t stop eating

(TW: might be difficult to read if you have or have had an eating disorder.)

Maybe I am hard to love?

I’ve been catching myself saying this to myself quite often in the last few days. Do I make it difficult for a man to continue loving me? Do I make it hard to love me when I ask for what I want in a relationship? What about my body; is that hard to love — both metaphorically and…

If you love me, don’t dismiss me

Building on Pallavi’s post last week about fat friendship, I want to write about one thing that has bothered me for many years. It has to do with the other great cross I bear: being single.

Friendship, and Fat Friends

Being accepted for the totality of who you are is an incredible experience. I’ve been lucky that I have some…

Fat and Scared!

When you are feeling miserable and sick, all you want is to be made to feel better. You want to go to those people who are…

Fat is a word. Use it.

An ode to Peppy, best of chips

Best beloveds,