But looking through the Facebook "like" function, I could track down the most offensive commenters.
Most of them were women. Shocked? I wasn't. Anyone who's survived high school can tell you how women slice each other up to make ourselves feel better.
And of course, they hadn't really thought of me as a person. Why should they? These images are throwaways, little bursts of amusement to get through a long workday.
Next, I began the monumental task of sending out copyright violation notices to the websites hosting the image -- I would have to issue hundreds of them.
Perfect strangers pointed out that there was nothing wrong with a woman of large size dressing up to have a good time. Some commenters even accurately guessed that I had polycystic ovarian syndrome.
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