weight

It’s time for doctors, nurses, and other healthcare professionals to take a long, hard look in the mirror and recognize their body weight biases.

I know there are far worse injustices happening in the world, but getting weighed in front of people smacks of fat-shaming, and feels incredibly invasive.

Right before I had a baby, two years ago, I was happy (enough) with my weight. I ate what I wanted. I walked a lot. I felt strong.

So, you know those magic weight loss supplements are bogus. Right?

Being a little bit chubby is better than being a lot dead.

I was in grade school, age 10, and heavy. On the playground at recess, the barbs began. They weren't clever—"Whale." "Fatso." "Cow"—but they worked.

I am not the girl in recovery for an eating disorder, I am not a blogger, I am not a number, I am not a reporter.