I feel like this is important. I don't feel like you agree.
You should know what you're getting into.
angst, feminist, veg(etari)an, female, ethnic jew, queer, living with 18 food allergies and mental health issues. I'm trying to deal.
I'm from Ohio but I'm living in Providence going to school at RISD. I have mixed feelings about it. I have mixed feelings about most things.
so it goes.
if you are a size 10 and below then you’re just NOT FAT, no matter what your body dysmorphia may say believe me i’ve been there (albeit very briefly)
honestly i don’t CARE if you ~feel fat~ if you are not actually fat. (i care if you have an eating disorder, but i’m not going to let you be an appropriative shit, either.) i am just fresh out of fucks to give for a size six person who feels sad because they’re surrounded by a bunch of size two people. go cry me a river in an h&m where both you and your size two friends can find clothes to fit you easily, on every single fucking rack.
if you’re thin, you have thin privilege. it’s cut and fucking dry.
tl;dr shut up and let fatties have their space, SANS YOU
How the fuck did you get to be president of the fat club? I don’t know anyone who voted for you! Please stop hold off on making any more policy decisions until your credentials can be verified!
I can’t believe you’re using dress sizes as a caste system and you think you’re not doing the magazines’ job for them, and your litmus test for where privilege begins and ends is WHO GETS TO BUY CLOTHES FROM H&M.
It’s not cut and fucking dry because thinness and thin privilege are not simple, absolute things and just pretending they are is how you get to have a political stance that is only about how mad you are that you are disregarded as a potential source of income by an industry that is wholly reliant on the oppression of people in worse circumstances than your mildly abrogated western consumerism!
tl;dr DON’T YOU TELL MY SISTER TO SHUT UP, YOU DICK.
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okay no i’m definitely being trolled
good effort, sir, but just shut up and go away now
but wow i’m president of the fatty club!! goshh i sure do hope i do a good job guys, i promise to keep the snack machines fully stocked and i will argue for extra hash browns on tuesdays!
Babe, I would totally vote you for Fat President.
Can I be Head of Fat Secret Services? I’ll arrange for fat ninjas to show up and shut sizist fucks up.
Also, lololololol “MY SISTER”. Your sister sounds like an asshole who’s trying to appropriate safe spaces that aren’t for her. Be a good sibling and tell her to sit the fuck down.
okay yes. BUT. body dysmorphic disorder is a really serious thing, too… There are days that I don’t leave my house because of it. I have not been to a single party since I have been at college because of it. I cannot sit near the front of a classroom without being incredibly uncomfortable and distracted. It is hard for me to eat in public. Shopping for clothes in stores around other people can make me cry. I can go on and on and on.
I am also not a size ten or smaller, but I just want to say that BDD is real and painful.