Hi, this has nothing to do with the posted article. There's no way to send you a private message, so I'm reduced to this.

You upvoted one of my little comments. I don't want you to get the impression that I regularly dredge Medium for attagirls; but today I happened to look at my appros and saw your description as "fat, feminist, cheese enthusiast" -- and, well, that struck a chord. I'm trans, I'm fat, and I'm definitely a cheese enthusiast (and would like to discuss this, in depth) , but I am definitely not a feminist (sorry). I wonder if being fat isn't more of an impact on my life than being trans. Seriously. I had a lot more options and was a lot happier when I was trans and down to weight. Unfortunately, I had surgery, gained 30 pounds ... and quit caring. Pizza was wounded by my prolonged absence, but took me back. Pizza has no self-respect.

Wanted to shout out to someone I sensed was a kindred soul, my lack of feminism notwithstanding.