If you want a 968 word essay on where i stand on fat acceptance as an aspiring health professional, you’ve come to the right place.
edit as of 2022-06-08: L post + L positions + no longer want to be in the medical field + gained the weight back + wrote this when i struggled with disordered eating
If you dont then i have a little rant on self care at the end, so thats crunchy.
Okay. So listen, I don’t often make my own posts. And when I do, they get like one note, so it doesn’t matter. I mostly just reblog random shitposts from people or memes, or their opinions, that vaguely line up with mine.
But a few days ago, I had a very interesting encounter with someone that I shan’t name-drop, because I’m a very decent person, you know, but that person has a very, very warped image, I would say, of what I think. So, since I am a dumbass, and I do not know privacy from my own ass, I basically have my future job in my bio (which is trauma surgeon or paramedic, depending on what I choose), but, I also have “anti-fat acceptance” or “anti-Health at every size”, or both, I don’t know: I’m not in Tumblr right now. And, that person seemed to have a problem with that with the fact these two things do not align (in their opinion).
And let me tell you why they absolutely fucking align.
I am anti fat acceptance. I’m not anti fat people. Which is very different. Fat people are literally just fucking people. Now, I don’t like people, but that’s completely unrelated to their weights, to their sex, or their fucking gender, whatever the fuck they decide to identify as; you can be fucking plantkin and I’ll still love you if you have a good personality. I could not care less especially about your weight. What I care about, on the other hand, are people who make the dumbest. Fucking. Excuses. to justify their bad lifestyle choices. Now these are the people that I have a problem with. If you make excuses to your grandmother at Christmas because she tells you that you’ve put on a few fucking pounds that’s none of my business. What is my business, however, is when a person uses their public platform to spew bullshit facts about health, to impressionable people, especially impressionable young people such as fucking 12 year olds on this goddamn hellsite; that is what I have a problem with.
These people should not have to suffer the consequences of your misinformation.
Just because you’re 25, and 250 fucking pounds, and you haven’t had a heart attack yet doesn’t mean you’ll live to see 50. You have to understand that at some point, you’ll become old, like everyone does, and that if never tried to be even remotely healthy, you will die at an age under your expected life span.
So the reason why I am anti fat acceptance is basically the same reason why I want to go into medicine: it’s because I want to help people. It’s because I care about health. I want people to be the best they can be. I want them to be as healthy as they can be. Being obese, or even overweight is not healthy (use your logic here. Being 2 pounds overweight is not the same as being 10 pounds overweight. Genetics and shit. You seem to like that argument, this is where you’re supposed to use it), it’s putting a strain on your heart, it’s putting a strain on your joints, and if you’re severely overweight, it’s fucking around with your internal organs. Never in the world will I ever believe that someone who is extremely extremely overweight or obese is healthy, because, in like 97% of cases (I just pulled that out of my ass, don’t quote me on that), they’re not.
You can be beautiful. This has nothing to do with beauty or aesthetic of whatever. I’m saving that for later. Beauty comes from inside you, and not just from what you look like, it comes from how you act.
This is why I find that a lot of people in your fucking movement (the fat acceptance movement) are not beautiful. Because to me making excuses for your poor choices is not beautiful. It’s cowardly.
Now I am one of those people that thinks that everybody should have body positivity. Everybody should love themselves, regardless of their weight, of their race, of their gender or whatever the fuck else. Everyone should love themselves.
But, yes, there is a but, loving yourself is not just treating yourself. (And even then, treating yourself is not sitting on the couch all day eating 6 fucking pizzas and calling it self care). Self-care is taking care of yourself, in all of the spheres of the self. So, for your mental, your spiritual and your physical spheres. So you see, taking care of your mental health would be to relax for a day, you know, and to eat what you like without feeling guilty about it and to drink a nice cup of tea and to smell flowers and shit. Something good for your spiritual health would be to meditate to go to whatever church or synagogue or mosque or whatever other place of worship for your particular religion. It could be anything, like listening to TED Talks that you like. And finally, for your physical self, would be to eat fruit, to go to the gym, go for a little walk in the park, drink water… not eat three bags of fucking Cheetos!
We’ve all done this. We’ve all eaten way too much junk. We all probably felt guilty about it at some point. What I want for you is not to feel shitty about what you eat, or don’t eat. I want for you to be the best you can be, and not even for me (obviously, I’m just some asshole on the internet), for you, for your kids (if you have kids, if you want kids), for your significant other (if you want one), for your family and for yourself.
Because trust me, physical health greatly improves mental health.
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