tw fat shaming

anonymous asked:

Lose weight before you squash someone with your elephant legs

Most people would only be in danger of getting a soft, warm, squishy embrace of a hug from me if they wanted one.

You on the other hand..
Well yes, you would indeed need to fear being squashed into oblivion by my elephant legs because I aim to make the world a better place. My legs would just be doing the good Lords work for me. Bless them.

anonymous asked:

My therapist says that people who are angry all the time tend to "project" their feelings into others. So when I see hate on from anons to my gorgeous bunnies I just think what happened in their lives that made them so bitter. Why must they feel to project their hate to justify their lives. People really need meaning in their life. Becca you are gorgeous! I love that you love and live without apologies <3 xoxo

I honestly feel the same way.  at this point the only time it bothers me is when I see them doing it to other people that I care about.  I’ve been dealing with this kind of stuff for so long now that 90% of the time I just find it entertaining.  I know not everyone has the ability of looking at it that way and that’s what upsets me.  

regardless, I can’t let anything these people say actually have effect on how I feel about themselves.  when I think about it logically..these are people who are coming at complete strangers, who are doing absolutely nothing to them, and are actively trying to hurt them because they dislike their physical appearance.  I cannot begin to imagine how lackluster a life must be to have the time and energy to do that.  especially when taken to the extremes that some forums have..where they band together to discuss said hatred.  it’s really funny that they’re trying to act like fat folk are so unhealthy and we deny it, blahblahblah, but don’t even once consider that harboring that much hatred where you spend time seeking it out is incredibly unhealthy mentally/emotionally.  I’ve seen posts where some of them have spent HOURS photoshop a fat person to make them how they think they should be and I just cannot fathom how someone could waste their time with something like that and then try to point the finger at other people and their lives.

you will never convince me that loving yourself unconditionally and telling other that they have the option to do that too, is anywhere near as toxic as seeking out complete strangers to criticize and bash for completely petty, superficial reasoning.  

may we all take steps to living and loving unapologetically and spreading kindness, which is needed a lot more than the negativity that plagues so many people’s minds.  thank you for being a part of the positive.<3

I remember when I was in 3rd grade, there was a picture like this in our book. Our teacher taught us about eating disorders that day. I remember that, later, a boy from my class came at me pointing at the picture and said “You think you look like the skinny girl, but you look like the fat girl”. I knew I was fat. He convinced me I was even fatter than I thought I was. Rarely passed a week in primary school without someone telling me I was fat.

In middle/high school, people around me were super concerned about me developing an eating disorder. Since I was fat, that was the only kind of mental illness I could have, right? I was diagnosed earlier this year (after a suicide attempt), at age 21, with anxiety and depression, which no one saw coming because they thought that, once I passed adolescence without an eating disorder, I would be perfectly fine.

My godmother has cancer. It’s not going well. Maybe the treatment would have been more effective if she had gone to the doctor earlier about her swelling arm. You know why she didn’t go until a friend of hers who is a nurse took weeks to convince her? Because she thought her doctor would say “That’s because you’re fat.”, which is the diagnose that she had been given for every ailment since she got heavier. Which my mum’s doctor tells her every time. “That’s because you’re fat”, without a second glance, a second check, even if the symptoms could be an indication of something more dangerous.

Fatphobia is fucking dangerous. In the case of my godmother, it may end in her death. Fatphobia fucking kills. Body positivity is not “promoting obesity”, is promoting humane care  and respect for fat people.

So, to all people complaining about how Meghan Trainor’s video is not body positive for all kinds of bodies, here’s a butt made of straws


so you can SUCK MY ASS
Uh, calling someone fatphobic is rude. We just wanted to make our friend feel better by telling her that her ex gained a bunch of weight. You shouldn’t be saying we’re body-shaming, fatphobes that’s fucking rude of you.
—  Senior Counseling Major
A summary of my reading on the "obesity epidemic"
  • McGinnis and Foege's 1993 Study:300 thousand deaths per year are partially correlated with some dietary factors and particularly sedentary activity patterns.
  • McGinnis and Foege:No, no that's not what we said. We have no way of knowing how much any one factor contributed.
  • McGinnis and Foege:Literally said nothing about weight.
  • McGinnis and Foege:We said nothing about body fat either.
  • Media:
  • McGinnis and Foege:Nothing.
  • Media:
  • McGinnis and Foege:Nada.
  • Media:
two days ago

Someone yelled “FAT ASS” out a car window at me and I yelled back “THANKS I KNOW”
Which is a huge win for me because a year ago that would have wrecked my day
But the REALLY cool thing is
I completely forgot about it afterwards and I only remembered it when I read something today about fat shaming
Whereas a year ago I would’ve spent days obsessing about it silently in my head

So yay me.


We really need to stop making the wrong ppl famous, like this bitch says she stands for ‘girl power’ and then she totally misinterprets feminism publicly in a way that will turn younger girls off looking into this things and fighting for equal rights, not only that she uses fat shaming as a defensive mechanism and inforces the idea that girls NEED to shave, while in reality, it’s up to you, let’s be honest, who is it affecting? On top of their fat shaming, slurs, anti feminism agenda their music also sounds like it should be on the happy feet soundtrack. Bye

anonymous asked:

So you advocate stretching out perfectly good clothing and ruining it for normal people? Keep your tubby ass out of Mediums and Larges. You KNOW before trying it on that you wont be able to breathe in it. Stick to your circus tents.


I’ll wear whatever the fuck I want, whenever I want. 

So here, enjoy me in my size L crop top from H&M.



When I was about ten years old, I was watching Jeopardy! as three new contestants were introduced. One was a VERY large woman - even bigger than the women in my family. The announcer introduced her as “a surgeon from Albany, New York,” and I was dumbstruck for a moment. How could a big, fat woman be a surgeon? I knew women could be surgeons and astronauts and lawyers, but FAT women? Who would let a fat woman into medical school? Who would have a fat woman as a doctor? I would have accepted a one-armed thin woman more readily.

That moment stuck with me, as you can see, for the rest of my life. But it stuck with me as an anomaly, a curiosity. I continued to put limits on my potential just because of my weight. I didn’t try to go to law school, even when my test scores and my teachers indicated that I could, because fat girls don’t become lawyers.

When Gene Hackman’s character cried over big, fat Shelly Winters’ dead body in _The Poseidon Adventure_, I found it hard to get too sad over her death. She was just a fat woman. A nice woman, sure, but not exactly much of a loss to anyone. How could she be? And by extension, how could I be particularly important, even if I died? Who cares what happens to a fat chick, unless it’s for a cheap laugh?

Maybe if I’d seen more than one successful or positive fat-lady role model, things might have worked out differently in my head and in my life. Maybe if fat girls and fat women had ever been portrayed as anything but housekeepers, grandmothers, fishwives, witches, yo-yo dieters, food addicts, comic-relief best friends, etc., things might have been different for me.

Things might have been different for quite a few of us.


Dear original artist of the beautiful fat Wonder Woman,
Herbalife salesperson Calvin Lee Williamson has stolen your artwork, removed your signature, and defaced it with fat shaming rhetoric. I’ve been working hard to try to tell him that stealing artwork and defacing it is not okay, but despite our long-standing friendship I’m apparently just a fat body to be ignored until it nips and tucks itself into an acceptable size.
I refuse to defend my oppressors even if they are my friends. I really am trying to bring this to your attention so you can defend your artwork. It is wrong for them to steal and bastardize your artwork.
And let this be a message to my thin friends: if you shit on fat people, you shit on me. There is no exception. Do not tell me it isn’t personal because it is. I am fat and healthy and strong, I lift grown ass men out of wheelchairs for my job so you can’t tell me I’m not strong. But I used to be fragile on the inside. Ten years ago shit like this would have me trying to starve myself and crying and cutting in the bathroom when I gave my body the nourishment it needs. It is personal because I won’t stand for future generations to go through that pain that I felt.