To be clear: I am no supermodel. Im.a size 14, sometimes a 16. I have ridiculously huge boobs, chunky thighs and a bit of a lower belly which comes and goes.
But. I genuinely don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks.
I used to be horribly insecure. I hated myself. I gave myself bulimia. I've yo yo dieter about 3stone on and off over the past 8 years. But ever since I turned 30 I've been much happier. Yes I'd like to be thinner but to be fair, if I really cared that much I'd focus and get the weight off. But i acknowledge that size isn't everything. I'm healthy, I'm relatively fit, I do a fairly physical job in which I can happily run up a few flights of stairs carrying heavy equipment. And I can see now that I am fairly attractive in my own way. In short, I'm comfortable with myself and I really don't care what anyone I don't know thinks.
Today I was on a beach. Lost 10lb for this holiday and feeling great. At the bar, a woman told me I was 'brave' to wear a bikini. I asked what she meant and she said she'd never dream of wearing one as she is not a size 10. I said I'm not brave, I'm just ok with how I look and I prefer the style of a bikini. She kind of raised her eyebrows, looked me up and down and said 'well, aren't you full of yourself when you shouldn't be' and stalked off.
I was a bit 
Is this a thing? Should I go back to hating myself for not being skinny?