Living large

I thought we were going to talk about food and my obsession with my weight. How I spend hours agonizing and punishing myself about lunch. How seeing pictures of myself makes me feel sick. How much space my thighs and my arms and my belly take up -- in my head and just literally how …

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Obsessing about my fat

I wonder if others obsess about their fat as much as I do. Sometimes it feels as though a huge flashing neon "FAT" sign is hovering over my head, alerting people to the presence of fat on my body just in case they hadn't noticed it without my assistance. When I sit, I think about …

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