I shared this comic by Amy Howard on Facebook a few weeks ago along with a note saying that I don’t care that I’m fat and refuse to feel ashamed of my body anymore. Lots of people liked it and commented saying I’m beautiful blablahblah whatever. But the best thing happened. My mum read it. My mum liked it. My mum commented on it and shared it. My mum, who has always tried to “help” me “change” (and caused me a whooole lot of grief over the years), finally understood that I am not a problem that needs to be fixed. I am not broken, I am not less than, I am not suffering. I’m just fat. And I don’t give a shit. And now I’ve got my mum in my corner. That’s huge.