Dating as a polyamorous woman brings with it a lifetime's worth of misconceptions and jealousies. Add a few extra layers of fat to that experience, and things can get depressing real fast. As a non-single, fat, polyamorous woman, I can't tell you how often I've been questioned about my confidence, self-worth, who I am, and why I'm into what I'm into. And I'm not the only one who feels this way.

Yep, Sex. You just read that right. If you will be triggered by talk of consent or lack thereof , this post is not for you — please do not put yourself in mental danger by continuing to read this post. Perhaps check out this one about my fave Instagram babes instead? Okay, are they gone?

My mam has always wished she could be as skinny as she was the first time she thought she was fat - and I often wish the same for my sex life. Not necessarily that I wish I was skinny as I was when I first started banging, but I wonder how my sex life would differ if I'd stayed as thin as I was then. My first five fuck buddies, when I was 16 and a size 14, only banged me if I was fully dressed or off my face. These guys were not at the same time, but in quick succession, because as much as I hated my body back then, I have always adored getting railed.