I don’t know how or why, but I don’t care how much I weigh. I wear a size 18 dress, and I consider myself “average” size. When I look in the mirror, I see a pretty woman with soft curves who doesn’t give a shit if she’s fat or not.
My mother was overweight, and was trying to lose it from as far back as I can remember, so I don’t know how I developed this mentality.
But it is possible to live in this fat-shaming world and not allow it to destroy you.