I’m not even going to address anon directly, because seriously, fuck that guy.
For the rest of you who may be wondering how I POSSIBLY manage living as a fat person, let me explain how I do it:
I do it by making time for fun things as often as possible. Like riding carousels while morbidly obese. I have the gall to do this in front of children.
I do it by making sure my skin is always moisturized and cleansed. I know it’s shocking, but my glowing, fat face feels great after a seaweed-based exfoliant mask.
I do it by finding time for my interests and hobbies. I’m an amateur mycologist. You may think it’s frightening for a fat forager to find fungi, but I think it’s fantastic.
I do it by surrounding myself with wholesome, non-judgmental people. A fat person with friends and family?!? It’s more likely than you think.
I do it by wearing bright colors and taking any opportunity for a photo shoot. Surprisingly, my fatness hasn’t broken a camera yet.
I do it by singing loudly and flamboyantly. Much as you’ve been told fat people spend 99% of our time gasping for air, I actually have pretty solid breath control.
I do it by pursuing my education. Don’t worry, they let me skip the part of the bar exam that asks for your BMI.
I do it by having an adorable, supportive partner. We even make out with the lights ON most of the time!
I do it by creating safe spaces in my home. I love decorating for holidays and dinner parties. The tinsel really compliments my back rolls!
I do it by adopting fluffy animal friends. Mr. Fluff here may always have a look of existential dread on his face, but he’s not once had a problem with my weight.
I do it by spending time in nature. Trees and green spaces are very healing! Yes, even for a fatty like me.
I do it by making this face at people who tell me that since I’m fat I can’t have all the things I already have. I have the audacity to believe that I will one day accomplish all the important goals I have set out for myself!
I’m a fat person and I have value. I’m a fat person and I can realize my dreams. I’m a fat person and I have a happy, fulfilling life.
That’s not going to change no matter how many anons send me hateful messages.
To all my fat family out there, you deserve a support network of caring people who don’t care about your weight. You deserve to achieve your goals. You deserve respect. You deserve happiness.
I love the idea of taking up space, ESPECIALLY if you’re a woman, a femme, fat, disabled, queer, Black, Indigenous, or at some other intersection of identity that the world tries to control and make small (or render completely invisible). Taking up space, for me, is complicated. It’s obvious to me that people are uncomfortable sitting beside me on planes or public transportation. It’s obvious to me that theatre seats and clothing and outdoor gear never EVER had my body in mind.
I used to feel like that meant I was the wrong one or the broken one. Now I’m starting to feel into a space where perhaps it’s not my body that is wrong, but instead the fact that people who create things and make things refuse to acknowledge the benign and very natural thing that is body diversity - we come in so many shapes and sizes and everyone KNOWS that. So to design something without making different options available is to make a choice that some people don’t matter, that some people don’t belong in this space.
Take up that space. Spread out. It might be scary. It might be terrifying - especially if you have to ask for a different seat or an extender. But the problem is not you. It is not you or your body.
When we expand instead of contract, we start opening to the possibilities that are our bodies and our minds and our talents. Expand. Open. Let us see you. The world needs that. It needs you.
Join more of this conversation at exploremoresummit.com. There are 14 amazing speakers talking about this very thing - for free and entirely online - starting Monday, December 4th. You deserve to be seen.
(Found on Facebook)
Oh man where do I even start.
Well first of all, grapes/raspberries are one of the most expensive fruit in the produce section. I don’t even buy them unless they’re on sale. You gotta go for things like bananas, frozen berries, and check to see what fruits are in season. Maybe pineapple wasn’t in season. Check online to see which fruits and veggies will be the least expensive.
Buy veggies and fruits NOT in a package. If you pick them out of the pile yourself and use your own bag they are less expensive.
Don’t get soda. The credibility of this post being “healthy food” was immediately shot down when I saw a friggin Sprite. Soda is not healthy. Soda is not cheap. Soda is a privilege. Soda is a once in a while special occasion.
And the nuts, you can get a box of oats for less than a dollar.
Considering none of what’s pictures above can make an actual meal, I gave suggestions of what can. Like mentioned, the bananas, frozen berries, and oats can make you awesome oatmeal all week for under $10.
If you want lunch and dinner, consider canned beans, tofu, potatoes, rice, frozen veggies, and kale (not from a package). You can make a good combination of stuff for, oh look, around $15.
Eating healthy doesn’t mean buying the most expensive thing in the store. You have to walk around and see what is best for your wallet, or google tips beforehand because yeah it’s easy to make dumb decisions. The person in this post obviously doesn’t grocery shop often. I grocery shop every other week, I NEVER break the bank and I always get a lot of stuff. You wanna buy junk food and McDonald’s and give your body unnecessary problems instead of eating healthy because you’re so fixated on the lie that you can’t afford it? Whatever. But don’t go around spreading this false rhetoric, because IT IS possible to eat healthy on a budget and you’re just hurting everyone around you by trying convincing them they can’t.
Your rebellion against societal beauty standards doesn’t have to be only during protests. Eating and dressing the way you want is one of the best ways to still protest society. Do these things and you will feel liberated.