Years Ago Women Of My Size Were

The Character I Play Is A Wonderful Compilation Of Things I Hate About Myself And Things I Love About Myself And Things That I've Invented To Make Her Even More Interesting Than Me.

One Of My Earliest Memories Is Of My Father Carrying Me In One Arm With A Picket Sign In The Other.

I Hate Overweight, Because It Implies That There's A Weight Standard I Should Be Adhering To

Self-acceptance Begets Acceptance From Others, Which Begets Even Deeper, More Genuine Self-acceptance. It Can Be Done. But No One Is Going To Bestow It On You. It Is A Gift Only You Can Give Yourself.

I've Always Thought Of Fat As Just A Descriptive Word