I need fat acceptance because I’m sick of feeling panicked about my body.
I’m tired of the misconceptions about health that are rife in the media and even education; health is not simply about being fat or skinny. Health comes in all shapes and sizes.
I need fat acceptance because I don’t believe people should be discriminated against for the way they look.
I need fat acceptance because without it, we will continue to dehumanise ‘fat’ people and trap them in a cycle of poor self-esteem, hopelessness and ostracism.
I need fat acceptance because I want to feel validated when I love my body. And because I want to see more hot fat guys in media. ;)
I need fat acceptance because without it I might still think people were right to hate me. I LOVE MY FAT BODY!!! :)
I need fat acceptance because I shouldn’t have to worry that if I go to a doctor about a knee injury caused by a car accident it will get turned around to being about my weight. My knee does not hurt because I am fat. My knee hurts because I got hit by a fucking car. (Conveniently glossing over the fact that being fat saved me from worse injuries)
I need fat acceptance because I shouldn’t hate myself just because other people don’t feel comfortable around me. I need fat acceptance because I’m tired of not being able to eat anywhere but my room because I’m so scared of being judged for eating- something necessary to sustain life. I need fat acceptance so we can just accept each other and stop assuming we know someone or judge them based on their looks. I need fat acceptance because my friend is starving herself because this society has made her think that a size seven pair of jeans means she isn’t worthy of love. I need fat acceptance because who the hell are you to think you’re superior just because you’re thinner.
I need fat acceptance because no one should wish to be someone else because of a number on the tag of their pants. Age is just a number? So is size!
I need fat acceptance because fat bodies are regarded as public property and open for comment, judgment, and regulation.
I need fat acceptance because fear of fat did me more harm than actually being fat.
(Photo by Michael Baxter)
I need fat acceptance because I’m sick of living in a world where everyone feels its ok to berate you, attack you, and shame you for the size of your hips….butt…. Body. It’s not safe to exist openly in a world like this.
I need fat acceptance because I do not want to be physically attacked because of my fat body. I need fat acceptance because it is dangerous to live fatly in Portland.