What does a nosey pepper do?
if you don’t think Kim Possible’s school sign was the best then you need to get out of my face.
The wisdom from movies you never notice until they are transformed into a gifset.
thinking about shitty awful bigoted things you said in the past
If you continue to press your tongue to the back of your teeth than I will take hedge trimmers and cut it off…
Them’s the breaks kid.
hi hello if you’re reading this i hope something good happens to you today
I want to thank everyone for their lovely messages! You’re all very sweet, and I appreciate all the compliments even if I’m shit at accepting them.
But I do want to address something.
A few people have replied to my post (or sent me a message about the post) telling me that I am not fat.
I appreciate the sentiment, but I think you have it wrong. And that’s okay. I’m gonna correct you because, for today, I am comfortable enough with my body to accept it at face value.
I am fat.
What does that mean?
Does it mean I am ugly? Does it mean I am a bad person? Why do people jump to defend someone from themselves simply for stating the facts?
At 5’2”, I wear jeans at size 14. I have 36DD breasts, and they’re proportionate to my body - not massive unless you consider that I as a whole may be massive. I’m fat. Why does this have to be a bad thing? Why is my identifying as fat somehow the social equivalent of my calling myself a negative word? Why is fat the social equivalent of worthless or lazy or stupid?
The only time the word fat ever offends me is when it is used in the context of being worthless or lazy or stupid. When someone looks at me and says, “You are fat” in a menacing tone, they really mean, “I am judging you, judging who you are as a person, judging your character, judging your entire being, by viewing the shape of your body and finding it displeasing because of societal norms that have forced my mind to view things this way.” That offends me.
Of course, I can’t blame anyone for getting defensive over my personal use of the word fat. Because fat has had the connotation of meaning worthless for so long that it couldn’t possibly mean anything else.
Guys. Fat is an observation. Fat is a statement of fact. Fat is who I am. To deny my fat would be to deny me. I’ve grown up with this extra layer of protection under my skin for all my life, grown up with the word Fatty echoing through my ears in the hallways of my grade school as if it was my own name, grown up with comments like Wow are you really going to finish that? and You have such a nice face, grown up hearing about my fatness everywhere and from everyone.
When you hear it all your life, you accept it. Like it or not, it becomes a part of you.
And like it or not, my fatness is fact. It doesn’t say anything about me except that these are my genes and this is my body. I don’t always like it, and I can try to change it, but at the same time, I can also accept its existence. It has shaped me as a person for years and years. If I deny the fact that I am fat, I am denying a huge part of who I am.