This year I will be the fattest person at Thanksgiving. I am equally anxious and sad that this knowledge has shoved its way to the forefront of my thoughts for the past few weeks. Why should it matter? It shouldn’t. But the same question keeps circling my brain, “Can I feast if I’m fat?”
This morning I woke up feeling like a total badass which made me love you more. But yesterday I didn’t, and I hated you. Both days I honored you because you’re worthy of that–especially on the days that are harder.
Body Positivity. That is such a strange combination of words. And yet, those two words bring up so many emotions. Emotions many of us try our very hardest to hide, because they hurt.
I’ve been thinking about this post, and started it at least 3 times, for almost 2 years now. It was actually on my list of ideas for blog posts that I was brainstorming when thinking about starting SeamsLikeStyle. So House of Curves was nowhere even on the horizon or in anyone’s mind…. The post just …