I Thought Losing 70 Pounds Would Bring Me Joy. I Was Wrong.
I’ve always been fat. Or, more precisely, I’ve always identified as fat. I was a big kid, larger than most of the kids in my classes for certain, but not what someone would call severely overweight. I was tall for my age and “husky,” and that made me different. Different was not good. To make matters more complicated, I was also gay and that was truly the worst possible kind of “different” I could be. I spent my entire childhood hiding who I was for fear of being found out ― for fear for my life. I grew up in Canada’s Northern Ontario ...
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