The fat girl club
The fat girl club
I’ve been chosen in the womb, to be a part of the club.
My cheeks were round, my arms had rolls,
I grew, so did my stomach.
I took note of the diets, I drank hot tea
and cold celery soup
and fat free shakes
and then a binge and purge.
I avoided the mall
sleepovers, pool parties
hoping one day
I’d shrink enough to have fun
Until I join the club.
Secrets were rushed under the basements
I fit, I breath, I take space
Joining the club didn’t shrink my body.
It expanded my cage
Ooooo, “expanded my cage” – powerful!
Thank you for sharing this moving piece with us!
Hey, I’m in that club, too. I’m so glad my Moose found you. You are a gem
So glad to see you post. I missed you! Your writing always moves me. Your first and last lines are amazing bookends to this piece. Thank you for being vulnerable and sharing your experience.