Every damn thing if you think about it…
If you really take a moment to ponder on that question, you’ll too come to realize that my size has EVERYTHING to do with it. I can’t get away from it even if I tried. I can’t even go for a second helping of food at an “All You Can Eat” buffet because all eyes immediately focus on MY size. It’s truly the most fucked up shit ever! It’s like the universe feels as though it has to give its approval of my everyday choices based solely on my body composition and if it fits into the mold of what they deem acceptable then I can proceed with my decision. It’s WILD!
I’m taking my power back. The universe can kiss my ASS. I don’t care what the target audience of anything is anymore. If it doesn’t come in my size, I’ll make my OWN!