I Don’t Want to Hate the Only Body I’ll Ever Have

At 33, I’m finally learning to shed a lifetime of shame

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In my small Alabama high school, before I’d ever considered the calories I put into my body, a boy told me I needed to eat more cornbread to get some meat on my bones. He told me I had a flat ass, then said, “But at least you got DSL.” I was 14. I was 14 and I’d never heard of DSL, so I…