Caitlin writes about poverty and being fat as if she's not ashamed of it. This makes me love her just a little. Here she is on 'fat' not being a word that was ever mentioned in her house:
But the silence is the most oppressive thing of all. Because there's a silent, shrugging, stoical acceptance of all the things in the world we can never be part of: shorts, swimming pools, strappy dresses, country walks, roller skating, ra-ra skirts, vest tops, high heels, rope climbing, sitting on a high stool, walking past buiding sites, flirting, being kissed, feeling confident.
This is raw and honest, and full of eclectic images. It's funny and easy to identify or sympathise with. When I read this I feel a connection to a suffering human who is now strong, and it's very uplifting.