I AM FAT
I don’t remember having a full length mirror growing up, so I don’t remember ever looking at my whole body head to toes. I was never the “normal” size for my age group. Ever. As a kid my mom bought me clothes in the adult section. I can recall in 6th grade my Mom buying me a floral print turtle neck at KMart. I liked it. It was cute. One day I walked into class and my teacher was wearing the EXACT SAME TURTLENECK. Probably in a smaller size. I was mortified. I was so big as a young child Mom had to buy me sweat pants because that’s all that would fit my young plump body. I have never been thin. I have always shopped in the plus size section. I always want to look “appropriate for my size”. I don’t want to “look fat”. Here’s the rub... I AM FAT . I HAVE A FAT BODY. It’s no secret. Anyone that looks at me, or a person like me, they can see I have fat all over. There is no hiding the fact I have fat. Even when