For those of you who have never met me, let me give you some context. I am not a small woman. I mean that in the sense that I am tall (not excessively but definitely above average height) and I am round. While I have chubby arms and chubby thighs, it is my belly that offends people the most. It sticks out and wobbles when I walk. Sometimes it juts out at odd angles depending on how I position my body or what I’m wearing. In some outfits it makes me look like a mother-to-be. I know this because I have had questions about my due date from complete strangers in awkward situations.
I have had medical professionals shame me about my weight. I have had them suggest that a sore throat is somehow a symptom of obesity. There have been nurses who look at me strangely before asking me to remove my shoes when being weighed, as if this will make a sudden and miraculous difference of around 30kg.
In summary, I am fat.
