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Me seeing someone Iāve been talking to for a while reveal their true fuckboi selves:
āWelp we can cross that one off the list of ānice guysā that are interested in meā š
Anxiety is biting your nails until thereās nothing left,
And bouncing your foot up and down for no reason,
But itās also
Being to scared to go ask for a spoon at Wendyās,
Even though you know theyāll just give you a spoon and it isnāt a big deal.
Or hearing the phone ring
And looking at the caller ID
And just staring at it, when itās not your family or your best friend.
Anxiety is just sitting there and watching the phone ring, not wanting to send them to voicemail because then theyāll know you sent them to voicemail, but also too scared to pick up so you watch it ring and ring until it stops, not because you āarenāt here at the moment so please leave a message after the beepā, but because you just canāt answer it.
Anxiety is overpacking and overplanning for almost everything ājust in caseā.
Anxiety is watching your family leave the house on a normal day and then just randomly wondering if youāll ever see them again.
Anxiety is having a dream that your sister died, and then getting up in the middle of the night to go into her room and poke her until she snorts in her sleep just to make sure the dream was really just a dream.
Anxiety is the lip biting and the pacing and the nail biting
But itās also so much more inside someone that you canāt see.
BIIIIIIITCH
I made a post on whisper asking for some makeup advice and this is the shit I got in return.....š³ Also, i have a Twitter! Go follow me @DemiDating on Twitter!
Iām demisexual
Iām not interested in one night stands
Iām not interested in casual sex
Iām not interested in club sex
Iām not interested in back rooms
Iām not interested in dark corners
Iām not interested in your friend Jake
Iām not interested in your cousin Miles
Iām interested in the boy that I have been friends with for four years and in love with for three
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So I left out the actual dick pic but apparently sending dick pics are āSpontaneousā and not creepy or gross. Oh and he deleted/unfriended me on snap after that, what a loss for me! šš
I work at a daycare with infants.
One of our baby girls is fat, in the 99th percentile for her age. She is super cute and sweet. Lately, she has been sick with various breathing issues, so she has been reluctant to take her bottles. Normally, sheāll take 4 ounces of formula at lunch and 8 ounces in the afternoon. Today, I was lucky to get to her take 5 all day.
There was a substitute covering a lunch break in my classroom today. We emphasized to her that we need to keep trying to get the baby to drink her bottle until she finished it. She said, āWhy are you guys so worried about taking her bottle?ā
My coworker replied, āThatās where all her nutrients are. She needs the nutrients and the water.ā
To which the substitute replied, āBut sheās so fat. She doesnāt need it.ā
Thin privilege is a small, pretty baby getting better childcare because the caretaker doesnāt think sheās too fat to be allowed to eat.
This reminds me of a cousin of mine who ended up with her kids being taken away from her by social services for a number of reasons but mostly for nearly killing her baby daughter. How?
By starving her. She insisted that her baby was ātoo fatā and had an aim to remove any and all āchubbynessā so her baby would be thin. Sheād already been warned by her doctor about the baby not getting enough food, but insisted she knew best.
After several months of this her baby passed out cold one day and was rushed into hospital where the doctors found her to have severe malnutrition, a low body temperature and low pulse rate. They asked my cousin what sheād been feeding her daughter and she said āone bottle of skimmed milk a day. I donāt want her growing up fat.ā
Even after nearly killing her daughter my cousin maintained her view that fat = bad and ended up with all her kids taken from her because she was starving them and neglecting them.
When your fatphobia leads you to starving your own children then youāve got serious problems.
(Note. She still, to this day, maintains the view that she was right and the doctors were wrong. āThey just want fat kids so they can keep employed treating them for all those diseases that being fat causes.ā = her actual words.)
My mom had me dieting with her when I was eleven. She had me eating less than 600 calories a day because she was worried I was going to āget huge.ā She even grounded me once because she found out my friends were bringing me lunches! I ended up passing out, going to the ER, and getting two IVs at once BC I was so goddamn dehydrated. Soooooo surprised they didnāt call child services⦠And looking back, this was the root of my anorexia. Iām nearly 22 and still fighting it. Please donāt starve your fucking children.
For fucks sake babies are SUPPOSED to be fat, what is wrong with people? Itās just stored energy, and growing children need stored energy - an 11 year old is just about to hit some major growing years. Damn.Ā
Fatphobia
Is
Real
and it kills
This is no joke. people will literally starve their own babies cause they donāt want them getting fat. A parent brought in their six month old baby who was having breathing issues and kept getting sick. the parent was asked if the baby was eating regularly and the parent straight up told the doctor that they only feed the baby once a day. ONCE A DAY. A FUCKING BABY. they even had the nerve to say because they didnāt want the baby to get fat. people like this are real. they would rather have a dead baby than a fat one.
My youngest son is a very big boy and has been since he was born. When he was 10 months old I took him for his well-baby check and vaccinations. The nurse noted his weight and said, quite casually, āHe is in the 99th percentile for weight so he is at risk for obesity. You may want to keep an eye on that.ā I said,Ā āHe is exclusively breastfed. He refuses to eat any solids yet.ā What did she expect me to do? What would it mean to ākeep an eye onā an exclusively breastfed babyās weight?Ā
She backed off saying,Ā āWell he looks fine!ā ā proving once again that weight bias is not truly about health ā But I know many other parents who are not as informed as I am about weight science and size diversity would react to this interaction by policing their childās food intake, if not as an infant, then when he was an older child. This is exactly the type of seemingly-inconsequential interaction that starts the ball rolling on a lifetime of dieting, disordered eating, negative body image, and weight-based abuse for too many fat people.
Years later when he was five, another doctor measured his weight and height and commented that he is off the charts on both, butĀ āat least he is in proportion.ā And if he was notĀ āin proportion,ā I am sure I would have been advised once again toĀ āwatch his weight.āĀ
I no longer allow healthcare providers to weight my children unless it is absolutely medically necessary. They are unable to control their weight talk, which is a known harm for children.
We need to completely eliminate weight talk from medicine, especially when it comes to children. Even the smallest exposure can have terrible consequences.
Wtfā¦
A friend from college had been going to the doctor because she was having trouble breathing. She was told to lose weight. Over the course of several years, she went back to the doctors time and time again, telling them that sheād been sticking to the diet but because of her breathing problems she had been unable to even walk for more than 20 minutes at a time. The doctor got her into an exercise programme and told her that she just needed to really try to lose weight because that was clearly the reason for her breathing problems. By the time they found the tumour on her lungs, it was inoperable. She only lived three months after diagnosis. She was 25. Sheād had the tumour for over five years. The doctor was so focused on the fact that my friend was āfatā, that they refused to look for any underlying cause. They killed her.
Weight-first treatment KILLS. Fatphobia KILLS.
I have 2 scary stories to share about fatphobic doctors & parents harming their childs/patientsā health:
1. The 4 years old daughter of a friend of mine came to our house to spend the weekend. She gave me a letter from her mom that said that the child was in a glutenfree diet because she was getting āawfully fatā when eating cookies or bread (my celiac ass; who gets dhiarrea and loses a scary amount of weight whenever I eat something with gluten was like ā???ā).
You can bet that I went to the supermarket with the kid and told her āgo & take whatever you feel like eatingā and the poor child came back smiling with her arms full of biscuits and cupcakes.
She didnāt got sick (as a celiac would get) and told me later that she hated the diet her mother made her follow; because her cousins didnāt had to pass through that.
And whatās the scariest thing about this story? Her mother was a NURSE. A fucking nurse who didnāt have a clue of the harm that she was doing to her daughterās body!
2. My little sister started to feel fatigued and dizzy at 9 years old. She felt nauseated at the sight of food and had abdominal pain that increased with physical activity.
Mom got her to the ER and the doctor dismissed it saying: āsheās fat and probably is feeling ill after eating too much burgers, get her to make some exercise and she will be better in no timeā.My mom didnāt felt ok with the diagnosis and took my sister with a second doctor who also told her that āthe child was just fatā.
My sisterās skin was starting to get yellow as the days passed and the abdominal pain was getting awful so my mom (heaven bless her!) got her to the ER for the third time:
SHE HAD STAGE 4 HEPATITIS AND WAS ABOUT TO DIE.
She survived after a long and painful recovery who involved being in bed for a whole year (remember that weāre speaking of a 9 years old child). Luckily they saved her liver and she didnāt went through a transplant⦠but let this sink:
If it werenāt for my mother, fatphobia would have killed her. Fatphobia kills kids and teenagers, fatphobia kills inocent people everyday. It treats human beings as lesser than others and hurts them in their most vulnerable times.
Itās a real shame that we all have so much stories to share about this issue. A REAL SHAME.
Future doctors, interns, and residents following me:
FUCKING TAKE NOTE OF THIS!
Donāt let bias against your fat patients kill them!
(#and this is just when we actually go to the doctor and tell them we have problems #how many of us just give up #or wonāt mention anything that seems like too much of a āfatā problem)
iād really like my thin followers to reblog this if you can. fat people are already here for each other, we need you guys to help us out too. this is something i never see anyone actually talking about in-depth, and itās disappointing. be there for your fat siblings, too.
I need to put myself out there and meet new people and like maybe even get a date??? but online dating apps terrify me and so does going outside of my house by myself.
He sent me a dick pic so I sent him a better dick pic back.....he blocked me, oh no whatEVER will I do?
āBut I didnāt force/hurt/make her.....
But I treated her right....
But I was respectful.....
So why didnāt she say yes?ā
Because you donāt get a date or sex or a cookie or ANYTHING for respecting someone, you donāt get praise for treating someone with decency, thatās just called treating them like a basic human being.
Youāre right, did screenshot this convo on purpose. And Iām not fucking you over by screenshotting this, you did that just fine on your own. And for the record, Iāve had people screenshot much worse things that Iāve sent them in confidence....so apparently itās āno big dealā for a guy to screenshot a sexy pic, but itās a big deal for me to screenshot you being a ādickweedā.
A guy just came to my house while I was home alone to ask if I was single why are men like this
Okay y'know what Iām gonna soapbox for a hot minute
When I was in high school, a man who Iād thought was the parent of a school friend followed me out to the grocery store parking lot greenhouse where I worked. It was dark, and late, and it was me, alone, in a chain link enclosure with one exit and a register full of cash. He called me up to the fence and asked if I wanted to get dinner, or go dancing. I was scared and shaking and told him no several times, and he only left when I falsely said I had a boyfriend. I was very aware that if he were to come over the fence, or just wait at the exit until I eventually had to leave, I could do nothing about it.
When my hair was very short, a hairdresser sent me to the barberās side of the store so they could get the back of my head with clippers. The barber followed me out to my car to ask me out afterwards. I was very aware that we were the only people in the parking lot when it happened, and that the lot itself was tucked behind the building with no clear visibility to the road.
Today, a man Iāve met once made it very clear he knows where I live, and used that knowledge to express a romantic interest. If he ever decides that heās unhappy with how I responded, he knows where I live. He knows what my car looks like. It is impossibly easy for him to determine when Iām home alone, and now I have to live with that knowledge.
Every woman I know has at least one story like this. My roommate had to be escorted to her car every night when she was a waitress, in case some man was waiting for her or a coworkerās shift to end.
If the person you want to ask out cannot physically run away from you when you are asking, YOU CANNOT ASK THEM OUT. You cannot ask someone out if they are at work. You cannot ask someone out if youāve followed them to a remote/unoccupied/enclosed area. You cannot GO TO SOMEONEāS HOME UNINVITED to ask them out. You are not being romantic. You are not ātaking initiativeā. You are terrifying the person you want to woo. If they say yes, it is not because they want to, it is because they are terrified of what might happen if they say no.
Iām so tired of being terrified by men who think theyāre being romantic.
āEvery womanā you say. Do you personally know every woman in the world? Donāt presume to speak for others, and donāt make this a gendered issue either.
Actually every woman in the world is in one big group chat and theyāre all telling you to fuck off