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Stop Telling Me How FAT You Are
Try loving yourself (and me) instead
The exact second that you refuse to entertain disturbing “I’m so fat” talk from women who’s fatness isn’t even real, IS JUST PLAIN EMPOWERING.
I have good self esteem. I was raised by a father who appreciated my talents and loved me. My Dad was a rare gem. He was fat and my fat loathing mother still loved him so I guess his self esteem was pretty great too.
I’ve had this unfortunate talk with women who are actually quite thin who seem to JUST HAVE TO discuss their issues about their bodies no matter what. I listen for a few seconds and then get fed up with it. I don’t know, how do you look at this as anything but disrespectful to ME when you disrespect your thin, physically fit self. How is all of this talk of yours going to feel like it isn’t directed at me. I’m fat!
I get that you have real issues about how much you weigh, even if you are in the good zone on the BMI chart. I get that the media or your last boyfriend or your mother have caused you to doubt that your body is fine, or good or even spectacular. But why are you talking about this to me as if we are the same? I understand your body dysmorphia (that is pretty much why I’m fat now when I didn’t used to be) but please, please understand that the world sees me as fat. And they see you as normal.
