If you look in the mirror and think you’re gorgeous, then you are gorgeous. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise and don’t let what others say make you question it. Don’t you dare sit around thinking, No one has told me that I’m pretty so I must hideous. Let me hide my horrid face from the world and cry in a corner for the rest of eternity.
Because you know what? If you have no self-esteem, waiting for someone to tell you you’re beautiful is futile because when you finally hear it, you most likely won’t believe it. And if you won’t believe it when other people tell you, may as well just start telling yourself. Tell yourself this everyday, multiple times a day, until you believe it. Not so many times that you become a conceited asshole, because no one likes conceited assholes…
I grew up in a very loving family that thought I was the most beautiful child they’d ever seen. Every time I ran into aunts and uncles and cousins and family friends, people would always tell my mom, “Oh! She is just so pretty!” And even when I wasn’t around these people, my mother always told me that I was beautiful. So I was never short on compliments. But I still thought I was ugly.
It was not until I took it upon myself to look in the mirror and decide to like what I see, that I started to like my appearance.
So ladies and gents, it starts with you. Do not wait around for someone to validate your beauty.
written by a fat person.
- You are beautiful. Not always and not to everyone, but we are all beautiful and deserving of love.
- You do not have justify your body to anyone. Not to your family, your friends, your doctor, your partners. It is your body. No one else’s.
- You are allowed to take up space. Use the world around you to your advantage. Be present in the world in as much space as you need to feel comfortable and safe.
- You are more than your body. You have emotional, spiritual, and mental worth. People might see your body first, but everything else about you matters just as much.
- You are allowed to change your body if you want to. You can gain or lose weight if it is your choice to do so. No one should shame you for either choice. You are also allowed to keep your body exactly the way it is right now, in this moment.
- You are allowed to be angry over fatphobia. You do not have to sit quietly and let those around you make you feel bad for your size. You can be angry, resentful, hurt, sad. You can speak out against fatphobia. You can reject diet and weight loss talk if you do not want to hear it.
- You can use the word fat. If you feel fat, you can use the word fat. You can reclaim it as a positive. You can use fat as a descriptor. No one can tell you that you are too small to use it. If it is part of who you are, do what’s best for you.
- You can love other fat people. You can make fat and fat ally communities. You can surround yourself with positive forces. You can make fat love. You can fat love yourself.
- You can wear what you want. Crop tops and short shorts. Mumus. Tutus and ties. It is up to you. Don’t let societal pressures like ‘flattering’ dictate your outfits.
- You can be fat. That is good. That is ok. That is a celebration.
“Its pretty outside. Today is a good day to go to the gym”
and besides, if it’s so pretty outside wouldn’t it be better for me to go OUTSIDE?
She loves to tell me im fat, unhealthy, that i pretty much wont get a girlfriend with the way i look.
In order to put it in perspective for you, she believes that slim and skinny is sexy. She got a tummy tuck, lipo suction, and a boob job 6 years ago. So what she says doesnt fucking matter she took the easy route shes a fucking hypocrite.
Fuck you mom
First of all, if you’re fat - cool. I don’t know about other girls, but I’d be fine dating a fat guy. I have no idea if you’re unhealthy or not since I don’t monitor your everyday life but who gives a shit. plenty of people are unhealthy for a plethora of reasons.
Parents who have problems with body image tend to project it on their children - exactly why I started this blog. YOUR BODY IS YOURS AND YOURS ALONE!
I’m working on a new documentary (do I ever stop?) for my class and as usual, I need participation. The topic? FEMALE MASTURBATION. (or just non- cis male. trying to be inclusive as possible here) I’m going to take multiple stories about people’s first experience and mix them together to make a longer, composite narrative…the imagery will be mostly metaphorical. i’m looking to have about 3 or 4 people to read the narrative and i’ll weave their voices in and out as well.
so what I need is the following:
Submissions. you’ll need to tell about your first time masturbating (or one of your first times) making sure to include some, if not all, of the following information
- location (not as in a city, but in what room, on the floor, on the bed, etcetera)
- situation (what was happening that day? who had you been with? was the tv on? was it dark?)
- physical sensations
please try to be as detailed as possible BUT FEEL FREE TO USE METAPHOR, ANALOGY, AND THINGS OF THAT NATURE. I don’t want this to be a tutorial, you see.
If you want to give it to me in my submit box that’s fine, but you can also email it using the gmail account lotusdocumentary. the password is documentary2011. my e-mail is firstname.lastname@example.org.
[I need readers as well, but those would need to be people I can meet in-person.]
If there are any questions let me know ASAP. I’m want to get everything shot and recorded my NOV 17TH so I’d like to have all my submissions in by the 10th which is next thursday.
‘“Fat” is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her
I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…
I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’
‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’
What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!
I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons."
So, the next time you think you don’t deserve respect, love, or admiration because of your body — take a timeout and check in with reality. Being a bad person makes you a bad person. Being a fat person just makes you fat.
I am beautiful.
I am not “beautiful despite being fat” or “beautiful regardless of my weight”. I am fucking beautiful. There is no exception to my beauty, and there is no exception to yours.
You are beautiful too.
Never forget that.
jesus christ people on both sides of fat shaming vs thin shaming need to get the fuck over themselves
the real problem here is body shaming. if everyone could just fucking get that into their heads then life would be a whole lot easier
shit, when I was in high school and weighed 140 pounds my mom would constantly get on my case about how I needed to work out because she could tell I was gaining weight, and it made me feel like shit every day, even though I was what is considered perfectly “average” weight for my age and height.
I still see my mom direct body shaming towards my 13 year-old sister, who now has started to complain that she doesn’t like her body because she’s too skinny. Because my mom keeps telling her that she’s too skinny. No 13 year-old should have to feel ashamed of their own body for any reason.
it doesn’t matter if you are overweight or underweight, or maybe you’re not either one but people insist that you are overweight or underweight, or you know what maybe you’re just average weight! Body shaming happens to everyone! Oh wow! imagine that!