Because I’m fucking fat.

If you want to stop having self-doubt days, go right ahead. I will support you in any way that I can.

But fuck you for saying that the days you feel gross and lazy and unsuccessful are your “fat days.”

Because my fat days are full of love, and compassion, putting up a fight for those that I love, feeling beautiful, and fighting against those who would rather see me fail. 

Fat is not a bad word, and it’s not the reason for your shortcomings. So stop it.