Christine Schoenwald
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Christine Schoenwald Articles
Anxiety isn't something people choose to experience — it's connected with how their brains see the world.
A new study conducted by Offir Laufer, David Israeli and Rony Paz (of the Weizmann Institute of Science in Israel) has found that individuals with anxiety see the world differently, and this difference is because of a variance in their brains.
Read...The truth is, we want our cats fat and our women skinny.
Read...A woman’s sexuality, especially a fat woman’s sexuality makes some people feel extremely uncomfortable, so they try to erase fat sexuality.
Read...Some of our happiest moments are those when we think that no one is watching: when we sing at the top of our lungs in our cars, or we dance down the frozen-food aisle of the supermarket allowing ourselves the freedom to let our inner child out. However, when you’re fat and the fat person’s representative, you don’t get any of those times of abandon because you’re always trying to lead by example and show that you’re the perfect fat person.
Read...I grew up in a fatphobic household — one that was created by my mother’s fear of getting and staying fat.
Read...We all want someone who will appreciate our curves, voluptuousness, strength, and beauty without fetishizing us. I’m fat, I’m fabulous, but I’m not your fetish.
Read...I still went to the painful place of being fat-shamed and decided that was why he had refused to kiss me. The pain never fully went away.
Read...As a fat person, the thought that I’m already taking up too much space and that it would be selfish to ask for more is always in the back of my mind.
Read...My swimsuit phobia started in middle school — that breeding ground of body shame and fear. One minute I’m a kid excitedly putting on my pink two-piece and running into the ocean, the next, I’m avoiding any place where people are known to live in their swimsuits and I might be forced to wear one.
Read...“You’re fat and ugly,” I’d hear, or, “Look at your stomach, it’s disgusting!” This wasn’t a neighborhood bully taunting me on my way to school — this is what I said to myself all day long, well into adulthood.
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