Hello Internet,
I’m fat. I’ve been considered morbidly obese since seventh grade. Here I am at my thinnest and best shape of 200lbs and 220lbs:
My entire life I have seen people like me be one of three things: Villain, Weirdo, and Dork. These were the roles I could play in society and my role models were comedians (John Candy).
There were three universal truths about being fat:
1. You were messy, smelly, or gross.
To this day I am obsessively clean about eating and hygiene. I’m struck with terror at the idea of being messy with food in front of people or having BO.
2. You Love fast food.
I watched my mother (who weighed 300-400lbs for most of my life) struggle with this constantly. She wanted to be healthy but being poor meant it was easier to buy frozen and fast food. I still marvel at the privilege inherent in people who hate veggies. Fresh veggies are better than candy to me and growing up they were a rare treat. Now I try to follow a diet from the keto pure diet reviews I found.
That being said I do love me some McDonalds and A&W.
3. You were lazy / it’s your fault
Oh this is the reason so many people have eating disorders, Yo-Yo diet, or try dangerous things. Sometimes you’re just fat and sometimes you need to balance the need to lose weight and the time/money it would take to lose.
Hey advice person, let me stop you right there. I am perfectly healthy. My blood glucose, cholesterol, etc are better than most men half my age. Other than arthritis, allergies, and IBS; I’m fine. Also keep your chia/coconut/superfood to yourself.
Trump
I don’t hate Trump; I loathe him. His entire being, especially his presidency, is an assault to common sense, humanity, and decency. His treatment of minorities, the economy, and the English language are horrifying.
He’s also fat and likes fast food. We have that in common.
The disgusting thing about Trump serving fast food to a bunch of athletes is that he served them 2-3 hour old, cold, fast food. He could have commissioned a bunch of fast food trucks to show up and it would have been quirky. Instead he pre-ordered a bunch of food and as it cooled he gave a nonsensical speech.
His weight, ass, belly, flab, etc. do not represent his worth, or lack thereof, as a human being. His actions and words represent his monstrosity.
Please stop making fun of him for his fatness. Every time you associate causation between his being fat and his repugnant behaviour you tell me, and children who look like me, that we’re no better than Trump.
Fat is not a representation of worth. I am not inherently bad because of a number on a scale.
Stop mocking and associating Trump’s weight with his worth.
The living personification of capitalism and hate has given you a plethora of material to mock.
I’m fat and so is Trump. Our size doesn’t make us twins and the fact that we have that in common means absolutely nothing.
Be kind,
Éric
For the record, you are an amazing person and I’m so glad I know you. Also, Trump can drown beneath a sheet of ice.
Hugs.
Thank you! And *hugs*
Amen! This is a brilliant post!
If only we’d all stop making fun of how people look, and mock the bad apples for what really matters — their actions and attitudes.
(Gonna take this opportunity to beg for people to stop making jokes about penis size, while we’re at it. Seriously. I know a great middle school kid who was in a freak accident as a baby, and who’s going through a series of operations to have halfway normal form and function. He says the amazing part is how many kids with the same problem he’s met in the hospital. So, yeah, if maybe we could stop with the dick jokes, too…)
You are beautiful inside and out. You have a kindness in you that shines through. You make the world shine.