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June 8th, 2011 (04:04 pm)

Isn't it funny when nice people post blatantly fatphobic things to the Internet without the slightest bit of awareness that they might be doing something douchey? It's like they think, hey, if I can't see you being fat on the other end of this Internet connection, I couldn't possibly be insulting you! Or anyone else!*

I love you, all my fat friends, and I like the way you look. I'm tired of seeing you be sad over these things and I'm tired of being sad over these things.

Chins up, Kylie.

And, incidentally, I don't want apologies because then I have to say it's okay, and it all gets uncomfortable and I'm sick of being uncomfortable. You be uncomfortable for a change, fat-shamers. Don't apologize and for Christ's sake don't explain. Just cut it out.


*I mean, don't worry, anyway; I'm sure you're not that kind of fat. You wear it really well, I bet! And even if you don't we all love you because of your personality. You don't have to be pretty the same way that the people I'm insulting are supposed to be pretty! You're different because you're my friend and I'm never casually cruel to my friends.


Posted by: Rebecca (theniwokesoftly)
Posted at: June 9th, 2011 04:22 am (UTC)

Some woman in the waiting room at the psychiatrist's office on Monday asked me if it was worth it being on meds that made me gain weight. I was like D: because I hadn't started meds yet. (I now have, I'm on lamotrigine. I kind of dread the possibility of gaining weight but hey, maybe once I'm not suffering so badly from these bipolar symptoms that went undiagnosed for thirteen years, I won't be shattered about it if it happens!)

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