I was brushing my teeth today and I look in the mirror and my face was caught between two panes of glass, a section of my forehead and most of my nose had been swallowed in the crack where the tri-fold doors of my medicine cabinet met. It reminded me of that thing I used … Continue reading How about that fat-shaming Netflix series?
I am overweight. It’s a fact determined by the number on the scale and the percentage of fat clinging to my frame. And I guess I’m okay with it–most days. On the days where my pants are a little too tight and my self-esteem is riding a little low, it’s easy for me to pick on my … Continue reading body posi: part 1