TW: weight, fatphobia

Moving through the world as a disabled woman can be monotonous: have you tried to diet? What about exercising?

No matter what the issue is - those white coated with cotton in their ears and eyes recommend it all the same. My blood, sweat, and tears have been laid at the feet of people more concerned about how I was to blame and not what was wrong.

I've swelled and shrunk. But most importantly, I've grown frail and weak as they repeated the mantra:

“You're just fat.”