Aidy Bryant and Luka Jones in Shrill. At 16 years old, the crowning achievement of my life was getting a boyfriend. And it wasn’t because I was ever so smitten.
I mean, he was a sweet boy with a cute flop of black hair. But I wanted the idea of a boyfriend way more than I ever wanted a living, breathing partner.
And that was all because I was fat. I still am, but being a fat teen in the mid-aughts was a particularly crappy experience.