A picture of me in full Renaissance garb. Over the summer, I was in my deepest pit of body hatred. I was counting calories, obsessing over everything that went into my mouth. I was hungry, I was tired, but most of all I loathed myself. One day I google searched “why fat is unhealthy” and came across Kate Harding’s article. Within two days I had read every single entry in her blog, and I felt hope. Fat does nto make me unhealthy, or undesirable, or lazy, or stupid. Fat just makes me fat. I am beautiful just the way I am!
