To clarify: When I call myself fat I own the word. I love the word. I am a fat woman. I love my rolls and curves. I love every jiggle and stretchmark and bouncy-bouncy cushiony-delicious lump. The word is power and beauty and it fills me with glee that I have wrestled it from the grasp of my oppressors and made it, not just neutral, but glorious.
(via sleepydumpling)