I’m Carly and I’ve spent 32 years learning how to exist in a body that society has strong opinions about. I’m obese. Not the kind of chubby that gets cutesy nicknames in romance novels. I’m the kind of fat where strangers feel entitled to comment on my grocery cart contents. The kind where I’ve mastered the art of making myself smaller in public spaces, even when it’s physically impossible.
Which is why I always buy two airplane seats when I travel alone.
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It came without warning—and within minutes, it was everywhere. Reports claim that the Iranian parliament has approved the closure of one of the world’s most critical waterways,…
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It happened so suddenly that no one had time to process it. Just twenty minutes ago, the news broke—and within seconds, it began spreading everywhere. Phones lit…