Before I learned to love my body:
Women would roll their eyes oblivious to my silent praise of their fullness. They weren’t around to hear me described as cute more than beautiful. Or how meat is missing from me like I’ve already been devoured and there is nothing left but the undesirable scraps for the dogs. I began to compliment women every time they asked how I was able to stay so skinny and I wanted to ask how they gained but I’ve learned this is not a compliment. I forgave them for not knowing theirs wasn’t either.