As you know, I’ve been painfully working my way through Scoot Over, Skinny: The Fat Nonfiction Anthology. This morning, I encountered the article about sweathogging, which I’d read before. I barfed up my rambling reflection into my paper journal. Apologies beforehand for the repetitive/arrogant focus on my appearance.

I’m fat. It’s no secret to me or [...]

Once, I had a therapist for depression who assumed that I had binge-eating disorder because I am fat.
It took me over a year to realize this. Right from the beginning, I made it clear that I was not there to talk about my weight, and it was off-limits as a topic. So, for over [...]