Our fat bodies are valuable for more than what they offer other people.
So often, when people try to come up with something good about fat bodies, the first and only idea is “comfort.” So many folks have fond memories of snuggling with lovely warm soft fat bodies as children, or snuggling their own children.
After that, it’s silence.
A few threads to pull:
Why is what fat bodies can offer others the first response?
Why is it usually the only response?
What might make us as a culture reluctant to admire and appreciate fat bodies as more than objects of comfort and service?
My challenge to you: What is valuable and precious about fat bodies beyond being a comfort object? How many things can you think of?