Shrill: Notes from a Loud Woman

by Lindy West

so I sure as shit wasn’t ready for it to transform into a chocolate fountain (SORRY)

Hey this is insane

If Google had existed when I was eleven,

How old are you

Even now, I watch where I step. I double-fact-check before I publish. I avoid canoes.

Ok im laughing

I was clinically shy.

Cant relate

I used to hate myself; eventually, I didn’t anymore.

And how do you know when you’re finished, when you’re finally you?

that

When I leaned over to grab the napkin, the table leaned over too.

EVERYONE LOOKED AT ME.

What did you expectthem to do???

I don’t keep track of my periods and kind of think anyone who does is some sort of neuroscientist,

It me the nueroscientist

Privilege means that those of us who need it the least often get the most help.

The only real cure for fatness was to go back in time and not get fat in the first place.

One woman said that her intention was to “end rape.” I said I intended to organize my apartment, and felt mundane.

Me

My dad worked all day. My mom worked all day, then came home and made dinner.

“It’s an article of faith that we can’t talk about how much crap we’re eating—or how awful we look in low-rise jeans—without inducing eating disorders in millions of silly and suggestible young women… Our obsession with anorexia… not only covers up America’s true eating disorder

have never wanted anything as much as I have wanted a new body.

Real

You think fat people are icky.

“If my chair collapses under me right now, people will assume it’s because I’m fat. But if your chair collapses under you, it’s because you sat on a broken chair.”