I never really thought about this in depth before. I have recently reconnected with an old friend. We are both fat and have struggled all of our loves to overcome weight issues. We have dieted and exercised together. We have also stuffed our faces with pizza and ice cream (or Taco Bell and then ice cream) together. After talking to her about this newfound love and appreciation that I have found for my body through fat tumblr, she had the oddest reaction. She was appalled and disgusted. She chided me saying how could I love my fat. How dare I say that if I ever want to be truly happy, that I need to love myself the way I am. I still struggle with weight loss for health reasons. (I'm having issues with my ankles and feet, I have diabetes, and I've been diagnosed with a thyroid condition). But that doesn't mean that I can't love and respect myself for who I am. It's like me giving myself permission to love me hurt her. Maybe she feels less than because she so desperately still hates herself because she isn't thin, or maybe its that a radical idea like unconditional self-love hurts her deep down. Just some food for thought












