When do you get to Stop Hating Yourself?

On bodies, mothers, and female artists

When in Kansas, we saw my grandmother on my mom’s side. She looked at me, standing there in a dress and said “you’re getting some hips.” She and her mother (RIP Emma) have said this to me every few years or so but every time I flinched.

I started restricting my diet when I was eleven. I had an iPod Touch and downloaded my fitness pal for the first time.…