Fat acceptance? No way!
At age 60, I can no longer accept my fat. I can call myself a "BBW", "big boned," or "curvy," but the truth is that the extra 100 pounds I have been lugging around for the past 10 years is killing me. Being a realist, I have no desire to be a Victoria's Secret model, ever fit into a size 2 or achieve "thigh gap." I would…
