For most of my adult life I have been overweight. For almost 30 years I have been at (and sometimes above) the high-end of typical plus-size sizing. And that is a hard place to be.
In addition to the struggle of simply trying to find clothes that fit, was the challenge to trying to look and feel like myself given the disappointing clothing options. So “myself” just sort of disappeared.
I was not the pink-and-white gingham “big shirt” over pink stretchy stirrup pants that I was forced to wear in the 90s because that’s all there was. That type of clothing was all that would physically fit around my body.
But who I was in that clothing? Not me. So, I just tried to be invisible. Or, rather, I wanted to be invisible.
And that was life for many years.
But no one should have to go through life feeling invisible…or wanting to be invisible. No one should have to hide.