This year I learned that I’m fat. Same thing I learned last year and the year before and the year before and ect. ect. The only difference is that this year I said, “Yes, and?” Same thing I did last year and the year before and… oh wait.

Seriously though this year I learned that my “yes, and” sass inspires people, and I think that’s pretty neat, because honestly, telling me I’m fat just means that you’re only capable of pointing out the obvious and not capable of even attempting to be the kind of human being who can actually talk to people and appreciate who they are instead of zeroing in on the size of their stomachs. You’re not capable of understanding that someone’s waist size is not a hindrance to their character. And frankly, if you’re put off by someone you don’t even know because they’re bigger than you then you’re the one with problem. Same thing goes for everything that makes us different, because its those differences that make this world an interesting place to live in.

Diversity is beautiful. Don’t hate on people who are able to smile and love themselves, because in this judgmental world, smiles are the bright spot that we need. If you have nothing better to do than to tarnish someone’s smile, then that’s the true definition of the word “sad.”