Am I enabling some sort of delusional self-love or wallowing in denial? Fuck if I know. I honestly feel like, no matter the size, you shouldn’t have to call yourself fat if it has a bunch of negative connotations. Is it wrong to want a nicer name for what you are?
Being alone is all fine and dandy, but loneliness is another matter entirely. It comes rather unexpectedly at times. You’re happy, comfortable, and then all-of-a-sudden you realize that you haven’t touched another human being in months.