I've had a seriously difficult few weeks which is probably why I've freaked out so badly over an episode of Oprah. Star Jones, I think she's called, had gastric bypass and listening to her talking about how miserable she was as a fat girl, and how well she hid it, and just seeing how incredibly, terrifyingly different and happy she is now...it just got me thinking really hard about how many fat women honestly, really love their fat bodies and wouldn't change them if they were given the opportunity. I've thought about it, thought about how I feel about my own fat body, and I know i wouldn't change my own. I'm not trying to be all smug and holier than thou by saying this, its been a difficult journey getting to this point. And I get that there are women who do not love their fat bodies, who are coming to grips with the hatred spewed at that them on the regular. But I cannot stand it when fat women in the spotlight claim to be completely in love with their curves and then do a complete turn around, loose a few hundred kilos and are suddenly gushing about how they've seen the light, how beautiful they are now, how amazing life is all of a sudden. Because every word they utter about how much they lied to themselves and others about loving their fat makes my lifestyle and the choices I have made look like cowardice, look like I've settled for a life and body I actually love thank you very much! I'm probably a shallow, studpid cow for getting angry but I am - I'm so, so angry. Somebody please give me some perspective and help me calm down, poke fun at me or something cos I just feel so hugely let down.