As I have previously explained in my description bar, I will be adding things to this blog about my daily life. Not only in hopes of overcoming the issues I’m currently dealing with, but to help those who are also fighting an up hill battle.
As the title of this blog explains, I go by the motto that you should treat others how you would expect them to treat you, and I feel I do a good job at this.
Unfortunately, within your life time you will come across genuinely nasty people, and if you’re like me - you are too shy or “nice” to defend yourself.
The reason I am writing this blog post is because today I had an experience which I would hope no one else would have to put up with. The issue of weight and particularly female weight has been an issue for a long time now…and as a female I feel like we should stick together and not slate each other. Although we are trying to overcome the stigma that females should be skinny or thin, there are still a lot of people who will use your size as something to put you down for.
I myself am struggling with the whole self-confidence/body-confidence thing, and I would hope that one of these days I can overcome that feeling of disgust when I look in the mirror.
Those people who make you feel low, angry at yourself, or even worthless are NOT the people you should listen to. “Those who mind don’t matter, and those that matter don’t mind”.
Accept yourself for the beautiful person you are, and don’t let other people dictate your life. If you are thin, embrace it! if you have curves - embrace that too! We are all made different, and we are all deserving of love and confidence.
As the famous saying goes “A tiger doesn’t loose sleep over the opinion of sheep”.
Be yourself, and those who deserve your love and friendship will follow.
Because of you, I have not just learned to accept my body, but love it. Eating is no longer full of anxiety — it’s a pleasure. I’ve learned that I deserve retailers who give a damn about my body and making it look and feel good, instead of shopping having to end in tears because nothing is made for me. I fired my doctor and the one I have now has NEVER suggested that anything has ever been related to my weight, nor suggested I should lose weight as treatment — and not only do I deserve her, but she should be the norm. I take up my space on the bus or subway because it is MY space, and I don’t take up extra with my legs spread apart as far as possible or my bag up on the seat beside me — and don’t huddle inwards if someone sits beside me.
Thank you, thisisthinprivilege and the community — without you I would still be hating myself, my body, and not feeling like I deserved food or medical care or clothing that fits or oxygen to breathe. I never, NEVER thought I could love my body or myself, but I do, and it shows.
(Mostly in people asking if I’ve lost weight. Sigh. This is thin privilege, not having that be the ultimate compliment when someone seems to be happier and looking well.)
Your judgement about fat has not been requested, nor is it required.
This is me, being visible. This is how I dress, this is me without makeup, and this is how you may see me around the place if you live in my city. I am a fat woman. And I refuse to disappear just because people feel I don’t meet some standard of acceptability. Photograph by Lauren Gurrieri for Stocky Bodies. Today is this visible fattie’s 41 birthday. Here’s to being visible at any age!
When 400-pound sumo wrestler Kelly Gneiting finished his second marathon, he had improved his time by over 2 hours and set the Guinness World Record for largest person to finish a marathon. Many were quick to suggest that his achievement shouldn’t be publicized because it would “promote obesity.” As if people would think the key to finishing a marathon was weighing 400 pounds. As if fat people should actively avoid celebrating our athletic achievement because we live in a society that stigmatizes our bodies.Ragen Chastain (via lovethyfatness)
The amazing Lesley Kinzel
Some of the dangers of glorifying obesity may include:
- Young girls might not fear getting fat more than they fear nuclear war, losing their parents, or cancer.
- Fat people might no longer be at an increased risk of having their illnesses (including cancers) misdiagnosed or diagnosed late, by doctors working in a medical community in which disdain for fat bodies is rampant, or given the wrong dosages of medicine — both of which can cost millions in unnecessary tests and prolonged treatment.
- Eating disorders — which admittedly are not exclusively about weight but which are cultivated by a culture that identifies fatness as a failure of control — might no longer be a central feature in the lives of 10 million Americans.
- We might not have a weight loss industry that generated $60 billion in revenue in the United States last year, mostly by making women feel like crap about themselves.
- Fat people might not have to worry about whether seats on airplanes or in restaurants or basically anywhere they go can physically accommodate them.
- Dudes might not yell at me in parking lots.
- Fat people everywhere might develop a powerful self-respect, and demand respect from others, and might be less likely to suffer bullying and shaming in silence.
- Fat people might not be so handy for scapegoating, schadenfreude and cheap laughs, or as a means by which others can feel superior.
- People of all sizes might feel better about themselves, because no one would be wasting energy and focus worrying about what would happen to them, how their life would be ruined, if they became fat.
My response to the AMA’s decision that “obesity” is a disease.