Confession It took me years and a whole lot of unlearning to fall in love with being a BBW Truth is I used to hate the word Hated anything with big or fat in it It felt like a slap Like a label that erased the rest of me I had this boyfriend once I loved him Like the kind of love where you plan futures in your head We were together for years I gained some weight during our relationship Nothing drastic Just life Stress Time My stomach got softer My body changed He changed too One day he told me the truth He said he was not as attracted to me anymore Because of my weight And the worst part I believed him I believed that softness made me less lovable I believed that fat meant failure I started shrinking inside myself I wore shame like it was my new skin But what I know now is this was never about my body It was about him His shame His conditioning His cowardice And it was the start of something in me too Not a breakdown A rebuild Because now when I look in the mirror I see power I see curves that command attention A belly that tells stories I am not small I am not convenient I am undeniable And when someone says BBW now I do not flinch I smirk Because I know exactly who the fuck I am