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Feminism demands a future free of fat shaming, body obsession and the male gaze.

Homework from My Therapist
I was tasked by my therapist to write a letter to the man who sexually assaulted me. I was told I never had to send it to him and that is was for myself...something in me really wanted to share it though so I could truly get my feelings out. So here I am, and here is a letter to my rapist.
By Little Alien8 years ago in Viva
My IUD and Me
For as long as I could remember, everyone has told me that the IUD was horrible and will ruin your body. They said it was dangerous, it wasn't right to have a foreign object inside your uterus like that for so long. And for a while, I believed them. Especially with all the late-night commercials you see about them causing serious issues for women. So I decided to go on the pill once I started having sex. Honestly, there were so many times where I forgot to take it, I freaked out when my period was late and thought, “Yep, I'm going to get pregnant for sure this time.” They turned out to be false alarms every time.
By briana okay8 years ago in Viva
Losing the Power of No
Over the past month or 2, I lost the power of "no." A "friend" of mine took it away from me and it answered a lot of questions about why my mental health has been so bad over the past couple of months. I normally don't have breakdowns as frequently as I have lately. So let me explain what happened.
By Jody-Lynne Belbin8 years ago in Viva
The Boy Who Didn’t Accept No for an Answer
There are this boy and this girl. They met once before at a party, but they didn’t really get to know each other. So they talked over Instagram messages for a few months after the party and decided to go on a date.
By Sara Lee8 years ago in Viva
Body Love
I remember waking up one morning, wearing nothing but a long t-shirt and panties, my hair curly and wild from tossing and turning all night. My face was nude, with nothing covering up my slight blemishes and mild redness that forever colors my cheeks.
By Carmen Marshall8 years ago in Viva
Yes, I Draw Nudes
I had the brilliant and not-so-smart idea of putting "I draw nudes" on my Tinder's bio. I know, I know. Tinder is perhaps not the best place to find the love of your life, but in my defense it was some of my friends who created it, saying, I quote, that I "needed some fun in my life"—but this story is for another time.
By L K8 years ago in Viva
No Thank You Leggings
I realized today that it isn’t so much that I hate all of those weird-ass leggings out there, but that I actually hate the lower half of my body and the leggings just remind me of that fact.
By Corinne Squires8 years ago in Viva
Being the Fat Girl in 2018
Often I find myself being the fattest person in the room. It's fine, I've been this way for long enough that I can dodge the looks I get from thin people, old men, and of course, all the children. When you've been the fat girl your entire life, there are plenty of obstacles you just have to jump over. It's part of living in a society where a burger is $1 and a salad will cost you $5. As the resident fat girl, you just get used to things.
By Waverleigh Rose Garlington8 years ago in Viva
Prolapse
I want to bloom like this flower 🌸Live life without care and enjoy my children each day. That's what I have always wanted and it is what I did do until... one day... searing pain inside my lady parts. I just didn't understand what was happening. I gave birth 12 months ago and developed what I thought were hemorrhoids. As most of you probably know, this is nothing unusual whilst pregnant or even after childbirth. But little did I know.
By Sandra P8 years ago in Viva
The Fat Girl Chronicles
Fat. Chubby. Large. Overweight. Obese. Plus size. Sometimes we chose to be fat. Others it is a disorder due to a disease or illness. But others—they used it as a shield and coping with eating stuff made them feel good because let's face it, it really was delicious...
By Ashley Robertson8 years ago in Viva
Perfection Kills
The powder covered her skin that was so brutally damaged, leaving her with a flawless new face that would never rightfully be hers. The layers and layers of mascara weighed down her eyelids, but she kept them wide and open, listening to everyone as they spoke and never showing boredom. The lipstick stained her lips, a pretty color that covered all the bruises on her lips. She looked simple yet normal, elegant yet classy. Weighing her earlobes down with her large hoop earrings—made of pure gold. Oh, how they wished they could be her. She was so pretty and nice, so thoughtful and smart. But that’s the thing, she wasn’t.
By Helen Sharpe8 years ago in Viva
Growing Up as the 'Fat Girl'
Okay, I'll admit it, it's not easy. Being known as the 'Fat Girl', being known as the one who does nothing but eat, known as lazy just because of the way you look. It's not cool, nobody wants it, nobody ever asked for it.
By Sierra Lynn8 years ago in Viva