I'm fat. Overweight. Large. Big boned. Chunky. There are so many euphemisms for this... condition...is that what this is? A condition? I've spent a good amount of my life hating my body. Others have expressed that hatred, dislike, or discomfort to me too. People have said, "Just eat less." It's been suggested to me to attend a diet meeting, or read a book on this diet or that. All of these "helpful" suggestions have come to me uninvited. I've tried diets...lots of them. I've hidden my body. I've felt shame about my body. I've skipped out on things because I felt like I was too big to participate. For me, taking part in these diets always came because someone else thought I should. Change came from fear and shame. This weekend, I turned 45. In reflecting upon this past year, I spent much of my 44th year working on loving myself...just as I am. Before I do anything else, I must love myself. I did lots of writing, reading, and reflec...
Documenting My Journey of Creating