By Rebecca M Oct 15 "Fat and flat" was the assigned label I was given in eighth grade by one of my online exes — a little gem to remind me that I was a plus size woman with small boobs. At this point in my life, I was hiding behind MySpace angles and chest-up photos, hoping that nobody would discover what I truly was. I was and remain fat and flat. Eventually, though, I had to stop hiding that fact for myself. It wasn't until I found spaces on the internet that revealed people who actually kind of looked like me that I began to see that I might actually be I had no idea that someone like me was capable of love, success, or joy, and was under the impression that I was just an unfortunate "pretty-faced" girl whom people would constantly have to find redeemable traits in to make up for my physical being.