When My Daughter Asks Me if She Looks Fat
Last night, I had a rather disturbing conversation with my 8yo daughter. I was in the middle of doing the laundry and she walked into the room and asked me if I thought she looked fat. I’ve been dreading this question since I became pregnant with her. This is how women destroy themselves.
I decided to write about it over at Medium’s Human Parts.
You can head over there to read it by clicking HERE.
judgmental observer 
December 7, 2015 at 8:17 am
I’m so glad you addressed this. I’m eighteen now, but growing up I was always convinced that I was fat. I too would look down at my stomach and I thought it looked like a great big sumo wrestler stomach. But now looking back on old photos I can see I was actually really thin at that age, but it didn’t feel like it at the time. I know I’m not very healthy at the moment – walking up the stairs in my university building always leaves me out of breathe, ungraciously of course. But I’m not excessively overweight either. That’s what the issue should be: health, not what your body looks like. I believe that if you’re healthy, it doesn’t matter how you look. After all, skinny doesn’t necessarily mean you’re healthy either.