On the Precarity of Being Fat and Female
I could so easily have ended up a teen mother—and I would have been miserable.
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These days, when I look around at my life, I feel so lucky. I have a job I love, teaching philosophy at Cornell, with wonderful students and colleagues. I have a sweet, funny, happy kid, whom my husband and I love to distraction. And my husband and I have a truly happy marriage, of now thirteen years duration.
Yes, we a…
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