You are a train wreck! Yes, a total train wreck.

Food is Love and Fat is Freedom. Double Takes for Double Chins.

Too fat to be a hipster. Monday, January 27, 2014. Not because of this blog of course. I know my blog! I got an idea today. Right now I need to grab the Twitter name before someone else does. Wheat belly is indeed disappearing. I just drafted a blo.

Fit, fat, and feminist. Thoughts on fitness and body image issues. I am a 27 year old social worker and doctoral student working on improving my fitness. This blogs is a place for me to write about my experiences with fitness and fitness communities as a fat , feminist woman with disabilities. Sometimes things might go off the topic of fitness but that is the general theme. Follow fit, fat, and feminist on WordPress.

Sex, Gender, And All That Jazz. Kristen Schaal Beautifully Explains the Hypocrisy of the Dad Bod Fad. The Rape Culture Conversation in Trust. Is Sex Positivity Always Positive? December 5, 2013.

It is the middle of July. There are many competing potential things to do on any given July weekend. Hence, this is my first Pride celebration in several years. I have almost forgotten the deep significance that Pride day has to me. All of us are refugees. So, I sit here on a bench with my pen and notebook, in the mottled light though the oak trees, with the buzz of music and voices around me, and bask in comfortable oneness. My Father Washes With Rubbing Alchohol.

Working together to make each of us strong and support one another. On empty mornings like these. I begin to silently wish. Had not been as defective as they were. I did not ask to be here. I should not be here. I am not aching for happiness. I am aching for tolerability. A day where I do not wish. To rip open my skin. Or scar myself with matches. A day where I do not bite my lips to shreds. Or dig my nails into my wrists. I could be at peace.