Dear Fatties, Just Stop; The Language of Justifying Our Fat
Dear Fatties,
I had a different entry I was planning to write today - maybe I’ll even still write it. But as I read over the comments to a painful journal entry posted by a dear friend, I knew I had to say something else.
Just stop.
Stop justifying your fat because it is muscular. Stop justifying your fat because you are “curvy.” Stop justifying your fat because you have a tiny waist and an hourglass figure.
Just stop.
You aren’t actually helping.
In fact, all you’re doing is continuing to reinforce the idea that only SOME bodies, only CERTAIN bodies, only bodies that meet a vague and indistinct criteria set are acceptable.
That’s not how it is. So just stop.
Your fat doesn’t need justification. It’s just fat. You don’t need a list of why your fat in particular - different from OTHER people’s fat, is the implication - is just fucking fine. You just need to say: Hey, I am fat and that is okay.
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I had a different entry I was planning to write today - maybe I’ll even still write it. But as I read over the comments to a painful journal entry posted by a dear friend, I knew I had to say something else.
Just stop.
Stop justifying your fat because it is muscular. Stop justifying your fat because you are “curvy.” Stop justifying your fat because you have a tiny waist and an hourglass figure.
Just stop.
You aren’t actually helping.
In fact, all you’re doing is continuing to reinforce the idea that only SOME bodies, only CERTAIN bodies, only bodies that meet a vague and indistinct criteria set are acceptable.
That’s not how it is. So just stop.
Your fat doesn’t need justification. It’s just fat. You don’t need a list of why your fat in particular - different from OTHER people’s fat, is the implication - is just fucking fine. You just need to say: Hey, I am fat and that is okay.
Read the rest at The Rotund