After reading your blog several times I began to notice my own thin privilege and it’s really rather startling to think that the things I experience are unique to my own body type and not something every girl goes through.
Thin Privilege is the store you work at carrying only up to a size…
Still think fat discrimination isn’t a huge problem? Still think it’s not up there with sexism and racism? Still think that fat people don’t get abused all the fucking time? I am so fucking sick of not being able to exist in my own body. I am so sick of getting stares and laughs and name-called, and having my picture taken just for leaving the house and going to places like Walmart or a restaurant. How dare I, a fat person go shopping with my also fat husband. How dare I eat a sandwich, or any food at all. Or in tonight’s case; how dare I ride my bicycle in public.
A car full of men thought it would be funny to call out “Hey Fatty!” before literally swerving in my direction and nearly hitting me. I panicked and tried to swerve out of the way, and ended up skidding across the pavement. They laughed hard as they drove away. Do you think this is fucking funny?? Those pictures are from when the wounds were fresh. I am now even more red and bruised. The whole right side of my face is swollen and it hurts to open my eye. This is so funny. I am fat, so this is what I deserve right? I am so fucking tired of society seeing fat people as non-human. I usually let it go and move on, laugh even, at how small-minded people are…but today I am really hurt. Physically hurt. And so tired. These wounds are what fat people receive daily, you just can’t always see them.
THESE WOUNDS ARE WHAT FAT PEOPLE RECEIVE DAILY, YOU JUST CAN’T ALWAYS SEE THEM.