honestly if youre still disgusted by fat bodies here in 2016, if you still think my body fat and its distribution is unattractive and my big jiggly stretchmark-ridden belly makes you cringe, if the thought of bodies too sagging and soft and scarred and sizeable to fit in to your tiny box of fucked up beauty standards grosses you out, then just……leave me alone. thats your shit to analyze and re-analyze and deconstruct and work through. i already had to do that with myself. i dont want any part of that process, and im certainly not going to be your fat friend or fat fuck to help you along
its exhausting enough moving through the world knowing that all your peers have been internalizing the same images used to vilify your body that made you hate your own so much, picking up on the implications and the language used in conversations about health and weight loss and beauty and worth, that which deems us perpetually unlovable, unattractive, worthless, hesitantly tolerated at best. theres always that fear that thats what you are – that we as plus size folk are only tolerated and to be “settled” for, never loved as wholly and truly as our thin counterparts. if youre still disgusted by my body then the least you can fuckin do is be honest about it – dont tolerate me. dont put me through the bullshit games here. dont try to be into me if you still have to “tolerate” an inch of my body. dont! waste! my fuckin! time!!!!
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