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(Cred to @luhshawnay ) There are people genuinely trying to insult me by calling me fat on my other post or bait me into fat shaming and revealing my weight. How about no. Being called fat isn't an insult to me because being fat isn't a bad thing. What matters is that a person's healthy, and skinny doesn't immediately equal healthy. Fat doesn't equal unhealthy. They are two words to describe body types, but fat is used as an insult and honestly that's ridiculous. Skinny people aren't always healthy but fat shamers are totally willing to ignore that because they're skinny, but turn around and scream that fat people are promoting unhealthy lifestyles by just EXISTING. Unless you're their doctor, how would you have any damn clue about whether they're healthy or not? You don't. You just want to shame someone's body and that's disgusting. -💅🏻 (Im turning the comments off on this one too because honestly I don't trust that I can post this without someone saying something shitty): This girl just ate the Big Tower of Meat, made it on the wall of fame, and somehow still had room for dessert: BIRGER (Cred to @luhshawnay ) There are people genuinely trying to insult me by calling me fat on my other post or bait me into fat shaming and revealing my weight. How about no. Being called fat isn't an insult to me because being fat isn't a bad thing. What matters is that a person's healthy, and skinny doesn't immediately equal healthy. Fat doesn't equal unhealthy. They are two words to describe body types, but fat is used as an insult and honestly that's ridiculous. Skinny people aren't always healthy but fat shamers are totally willing to ignore that because they're skinny, but turn around and scream that fat people are promoting unhealthy lifestyles by just EXISTING. Unless you're their doctor, how would you have any damn clue about whether they're healthy or not? You don't. You just want to shame someone's body and that's disgusting. -💅🏻 (Im turning the comments off on this one too because honestly I don't trust that I can post this without someone saying something shitty)
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my message to fat shaming assholes (specifically to those who use "health" as a viable excuse to make fat people feel like shit) : Are you taking this persons lifestyle into account? Maybe they eat healthy, exercise and look after themselves, maybe you shouldn't be making assumptions based on how they look. Plenty of skinny people treat their bodies like shit, eating fatty and sugary food and never exercising. A lot of it comes down to metabolism in the end. Personally, I literally starved myself for a year, I didn't eat any meals besides dinner, and I lost a dangerous amount of weight. Fat-shamers are still more likely to label my body a "healthy" one though. It comes back to the societal belief that healthy= skinny and unhealthy=fat but the issue is far more complex and layered than that. Who are you to judge someone's health anyway? Are you their doctor? You must be a Doctor For The People™, judging people's health without their consent and despite having no actual qualifications and no clue what you're talking about. Do you care so passionately about everyone's health, or just the health of fat people who are probably minding their own business, just trying to exist happily? you could learn a thing or two about minding your own damn business. What makes health so important anyway? Since when did physical capability become the epitome of meaningful existence? Your concerns about health are little more than excuses, because you know you hate fat people but you're too busy searching for excuses to address your subconscious biases and change your shitty behaviour. Get it together.: YOUR OPINION OF MY HEALL H my message to fat shaming assholes (specifically to those who use "health" as a viable excuse to make fat people feel like shit) : Are you taking this persons lifestyle into account? Maybe they eat healthy, exercise and look after themselves, maybe you shouldn't be making assumptions based on how they look. Plenty of skinny people treat their bodies like shit, eating fatty and sugary food and never exercising. A lot of it comes down to metabolism in the end. Personally, I literally starved myself for a year, I didn't eat any meals besides dinner, and I lost a dangerous amount of weight. Fat-shamers are still more likely to label my body a "healthy" one though. It comes back to the societal belief that healthy= skinny and unhealthy=fat but the issue is far more complex and layered than that. Who are you to judge someone's health anyway? Are you their doctor? You must be a Doctor For The People™, judging people's health without their consent and despite having no actual qualifications and no clue what you're talking about. Do you care so passionately about everyone's health, or just the health of fat people who are probably minding their own business, just trying to exist happily? you could learn a thing or two about minding your own damn business. What makes health so important anyway? Since when did physical capability become the epitome of meaningful existence? Your concerns about health are little more than excuses, because you know you hate fat people but you're too busy searching for excuses to address your subconscious biases and change your shitty behaviour. Get it together.
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<p><a href="http://princess-has-a-pen.tumblr.com/post/161247792121/thegloriousnick-susiethemoderator" class="tumblr_blog">princess-has-a-pen</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://thegloriousnick.tumblr.com/post/161247324117/susiethemoderator-marrymejasonsegel" class="tumblr_blog">thegloriousnick</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="https://susiethemoderator.tumblr.com/post/161233659425/marrymejasonsegel-quietstorm-thundathighs" class="tumblr_blog">susiethemoderator</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://marrymejasonsegel.tumblr.com/post/161232012837/quietstorm-thundathighs-hustleinatrap-wtf" class="tumblr_blog">marrymejasonsegel</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://quietstorm-thundathighs.tumblr.com/post/161229275989/hustleinatrap-wtf-who" class="tumblr_blog">quietstorm-thundathighs</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://hustleinatrap.tumblr.com/post/161195223633/wtf" class="tumblr_blog">hustleinatrap</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>wtf?</p></blockquote> <p>who?</p> </blockquote> <p>I just read the plot of this and somehow it gets worse???</p> <p>the dwarfs are princes under a curse. In order to break the spell, they need a pair of magic red shoes. But currently the red shoes are owned by Snow White, who, get this, has “let herself go” but when she wears the shoes, they show how beautiful she is on the inside—aka thin.</p> <p>So basically in order for the princes to break the curse, they have to doom Snow White to a life of fatness.<br/>why do they hate us so much.</p> </blockquote> <p>Yikes…</p> </blockquote> <p>Here let me answer the question the poster is asking, THEN ITS NOT SNOW WHITE AND YOU’RE A BODY SHAMING ASSHOLE</p> </blockquote> <p>It sounds like somebody watched Shrek, missed the point, and then drunkenly stated “what if the ogre body was actually a curse and her real body was thin” which is not only fat-shaming, it also disqualifies people with a middle that isn’t too fat or too skinny.</p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="720" data-orig-width="1280"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e4cca8b7edb68978ffc310ad8f954172/tumblr_inline_oqs2wqD5RU1tint6j_540.png" data-orig-height="720" data-orig-width="1280"/></figure></blockquote>: Kyle Buchanan @kylebuchanan L- Follow This Chloe Moretz cartoon also seems, uh questionable What if Snow White was no longer beautiful and the 7 Dwarfs not so short? WORLD SALES FINECUT Stand No. Riviera Go LOCUS RETWEETS LIKES 853 1,625 haley @sergeantdaddy Follow So making Snow White heavier means she's no longer beautiful? Yeah that's a great message to send to children Kyle Buchanan@kylebuchanan Replying to @kylebuchanan This Chloe Moretz cartoon also seems, uh, questionable RETWEETS LIKES 8,546 13,039 <p><a href="http://princess-has-a-pen.tumblr.com/post/161247792121/thegloriousnick-susiethemoderator" class="tumblr_blog">princess-has-a-pen</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://thegloriousnick.tumblr.com/post/161247324117/susiethemoderator-marrymejasonsegel" class="tumblr_blog">thegloriousnick</a>:</p><blockquote> <p><a href="https://susiethemoderator.tumblr.com/post/161233659425/marrymejasonsegel-quietstorm-thundathighs" class="tumblr_blog">susiethemoderator</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://marrymejasonsegel.tumblr.com/post/161232012837/quietstorm-thundathighs-hustleinatrap-wtf" class="tumblr_blog">marrymejasonsegel</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://quietstorm-thundathighs.tumblr.com/post/161229275989/hustleinatrap-wtf-who" class="tumblr_blog">quietstorm-thundathighs</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://hustleinatrap.tumblr.com/post/161195223633/wtf" class="tumblr_blog">hustleinatrap</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>wtf?</p></blockquote> <p>who?</p> </blockquote> <p>I just read the plot of this and somehow it gets worse???</p> <p>the dwarfs are princes under a curse. In order to break the spell, they need a pair of magic red shoes. But currently the red shoes are owned by Snow White, who, get this, has “let herself go” but when she wears the shoes, they show how beautiful she is on the inside—aka thin.</p> <p>So basically in order for the princes to break the curse, they have to doom Snow White to a life of fatness.<br/>why do they hate us so much.</p> </blockquote> <p>Yikes…</p> </blockquote> <p>Here let me answer the question the poster is asking, THEN ITS NOT SNOW WHITE AND YOU’RE A BODY SHAMING ASSHOLE</p> </blockquote> <p>It sounds like somebody watched Shrek, missed the point, and then drunkenly stated “what if the ogre body was actually a curse and her real body was thin” which is not only fat-shaming, it also disqualifies people with a middle that isn’t too fat or too skinny.</p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="720" data-orig-width="1280"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e4cca8b7edb68978ffc310ad8f954172/tumblr_inline_oqs2wqD5RU1tint6j_540.png" data-orig-height="720" data-orig-width="1280"/></figure></blockquote>
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iammissanna: tzikeh: the-fault-in-our-wifi: oh my fucking god Everyone go home. The internet is over. Okay, you know what? I just reblogged this but I wanna get geeky over it. ‘Cause this is some high-class humor right here, and if you don’t get that you need to be educated so here I am about to do the thing you’re not supposed to do and explain the joke, because I’m just really impressed by this joke’s construction, okay? So back in Paris in the 1920s, the surrealist movement in art was just starting to take off. The surrealist movement was born from the dadaist movement, which was a response to strict societal ideas of what was “art” and what wasn’t. The dadaists made a lot of works to try and challenge society’s ideas of what art even was in the first place, and this continued on into the more sophisticated abstract works of surrealism. One such artist, Rene Magritte (also known for his paintings of people with invisible heads, or with fruit for heads), painted a work called “The Treachery of Images,” depicting a pipe, and underneath the words (in french) “This is Not a Pipe.” The words were meant to refer to the fact that the painted pipe was literally not a real physical pipe that a viewer could smoke out of, it was just a painting of a pipe. The painting was extremely meta, and really challenged the habit of allowing oneself to get so immersed in a work of art that one forgets it is a created representation of life, and not actual life. Understanding that alone takes a good deal of abstract thinking ability. And really appreciating and enjoying it requires a certain amount of one’s own frustration with society’s habit of trying to put limits on the definition of art; and being unable to think outside the box and really see something from all possible perspectives, including the perspective of being completely outside the thing. Now what’s even more fascinating to me is that modern art movements (and I don’t mean “modern art,” I mean actual contemporary art movements that are being led by our peers) are kinda doing the same thing the dadaist movement was doing, but in reaction to the art that came out of the dadaist movement. Things have circled back around again, and abstract surrealist art is now what society has decided “art” is. And our generation doesn’t accept that. Comics, video games, TV shows and movies, graffiti art, web series, even flash mobs, all of these are our generation’s way of saying, “no, society, you don’t get to define art as strictly as ‘if it doesn’t make sense to me it must be brilliant.’ Art can be simple to understand, art can be accessible to all people, art can make you beg to find out what happens next!” And that’s really interesting to me. Flash forwards to 2006, when rapper Gucci Mane writes a song called “Pillz” in which the phrase “bitch I might be” was coined and used several times. In the song, it’s used as a sarcastic, somewhat indignant but not wholly angry way to say “it’s none of your business,” in response to a beautiful woman in a club accusing the rapper of being high. The phrase became a meme in 2013, following Gucci Mane’s indictment for assaulting a soldier, when a redditor photoshopped a screencap of news coverage of the trial to reference the song. The photoshopped image changed the previous on-screen text to read “Rapper Gucci Mane responds with ‘bitch I might be’ when asked if guilty”. Again, the usage of the phrase is a sarcastic and indignant “none of your business.” The phrase then quickly gained popularity and was added to numerous other photoshopped images. Now, memes are really cool as a concept anyways, when you think about them hard enough (I mean, the speed at which an entire world full of young people are able to latch onto something as simple as a phrase that they all mutually find funny, and within a matter of days explore every possible usage and implication of that phrase, including how it might relate to other complex systems of knowledge and understanding such as the rich character and plot developments of stories that generate fandoms), but lets put that aside for now and talk about sarcasm, instead. Because sarcasm is a very sophisticated, complex, and subtle form of wit. It’s a difficult thing to be able to understand, through tone of voice alone, that what someone says, and what they mean, are two different things. And to be able to discern the actual meaning when the words were not said. As wikipedia says, “different parts of the brain must work together to understand sarcasm.“ It’s even harder when those words are typed and not spoken audibly, as the reader must imagine the tone in the first place. That’s a lot of brain work involved in even understanding the true meaning behind that simple little phrase. And sarcasm is popular right now. More than popular, it’s a hallmark of our generation. People have been writing lengthy articles and psychological, sociological, and anthropological studies and musings on why we’re so sarcastic. As this article suggests, it’s because we’re so angry. We’re a generation that was promised a lot and the world didn’t deliver. We’re disenchanted, and jaded, and mad. And we vent that through sarcastic humor. We laugh at things older generations don’t think are funny. We have come to expect so much disappointment, that we no longer afford “serious” things the respect we’re told they deserve. Because we no longer believe they deserve it. As the article states, “We are a generation that believes nothing is sacred. And if nothing is sacred everything becomes profane.” One could even go so far as to make the argument that the popularity of the statement on the above image is due partially to the attitude amongst today’s youth (especially on tumblr) that one’s own life and choices are one’s own, and not the business of anybody else. This attitude can be seen in everything as simple as the “be yourself” and “follow your dreams” statements many of us were raised on, to the more serious issues we deal with today of discrimination against the LGBTGA+ community, fat shaming, slut shaming, prejudice against muslim people, etc., to political issues like free speech and government invasion of privacy, and even into more subtle ideas present in social media of privacy settings, controlling who gets to see what posts, block and ignore features, and even the philosophy of “nobody can tell you what to post in your own space. If somebody doesn’t like it, they can unfollow.” None of this would be happening consciously, of course, but we can’t help but be influenced by the world around us. And a phrase whose meaning is essentially “it’s none of your business” is very likely to resonate strongly with a group of people whose fundamental philosophies of polite interpersonal conduct revolve roughly around the same concept. Taking all this into consideration, this joke is taking a lot of pre-knowledge and putting it all together to kind of say, in a funny way, “stop acting like you have it all figured out, because you don’t. And some things are just not for you to figure out anyway.” So to sum up, to understand the above image, you must: have a descent grasp on art history to recognize the original painting. have good abstract and/or creative thinking skills to understand and appreciate the original painting. have a good grasp on modern pop culture, internet culture, and current slang and memes (basically, be an active participant in the wider world). have the complex emotional and interpersonal understanding necessary to understand the subtleties of sarcasm. understand enough of what’s going on in the world around you that you are disenchanted enough to appreciate sarcastic humor. participate in our generation’s general philosophy of life and how to interact with other human beings in the world at large. So basically, if you laughed, you’re smart. :3 : Bítch 1 míaht be. magritte iammissanna: tzikeh: the-fault-in-our-wifi: oh my fucking god Everyone go home. The internet is over. Okay, you know what? I just reblogged this but I wanna get geeky over it. ‘Cause this is some high-class humor right here, and if you don’t get that you need to be educated so here I am about to do the thing you’re not supposed to do and explain the joke, because I’m just really impressed by this joke’s construction, okay? So back in Paris in the 1920s, the surrealist movement in art was just starting to take off. The surrealist movement was born from the dadaist movement, which was a response to strict societal ideas of what was “art” and what wasn’t. The dadaists made a lot of works to try and challenge society’s ideas of what art even was in the first place, and this continued on into the more sophisticated abstract works of surrealism. One such artist, Rene Magritte (also known for his paintings of people with invisible heads, or with fruit for heads), painted a work called “The Treachery of Images,” depicting a pipe, and underneath the words (in french) “This is Not a Pipe.” The words were meant to refer to the fact that the painted pipe was literally not a real physical pipe that a viewer could smoke out of, it was just a painting of a pipe. The painting was extremely meta, and really challenged the habit of allowing oneself to get so immersed in a work of art that one forgets it is a created representation of life, and not actual life. Understanding that alone takes a good deal of abstract thinking ability. And really appreciating and enjoying it requires a certain amount of one’s own frustration with society’s habit of trying to put limits on the definition of art; and being unable to think outside the box and really see something from all possible perspectives, including the perspective of being completely outside the thing. Now what’s even more fascinating to me is that modern art movements (and I don’t mean “modern art,” I mean actual contemporary art movements that are being led by our peers) are kinda doing the same thing the dadaist movement was doing, but in reaction to the art that came out of the dadaist movement. Things have circled back around again, and abstract surrealist art is now what society has decided “art” is. And our generation doesn’t accept that. Comics, video games, TV shows and movies, graffiti art, web series, even flash mobs, all of these are our generation’s way of saying, “no, society, you don’t get to define art as strictly as ‘if it doesn’t make sense to me it must be brilliant.’ Art can be simple to understand, art can be accessible to all people, art can make you beg to find out what happens next!” And that’s really interesting to me. Flash forwards to 2006, when rapper Gucci Mane writes a song called “Pillz” in which the phrase “bitch I might be” was coined and used several times. In the song, it’s used as a sarcastic, somewhat indignant but not wholly angry way to say “it’s none of your business,” in response to a beautiful woman in a club accusing the rapper of being high. The phrase became a meme in 2013, following Gucci Mane’s indictment for assaulting a soldier, when a redditor photoshopped a screencap of news coverage of the trial to reference the song. The photoshopped image changed the previous on-screen text to read “Rapper Gucci Mane responds with ‘bitch I might be’ when asked if guilty”. Again, the usage of the phrase is a sarcastic and indignant “none of your business.” The phrase then quickly gained popularity and was added to numerous other photoshopped images. Now, memes are really cool as a concept anyways, when you think about them hard enough (I mean, the speed at which an entire world full of young people are able to latch onto something as simple as a phrase that they all mutually find funny, and within a matter of days explore every possible usage and implication of that phrase, including how it might relate to other complex systems of knowledge and understanding such as the rich character and plot developments of stories that generate fandoms), but lets put that aside for now and talk about sarcasm, instead. Because sarcasm is a very sophisticated, complex, and subtle form of wit. It’s a difficult thing to be able to understand, through tone of voice alone, that what someone says, and what they mean, are two different things. And to be able to discern the actual meaning when the words were not said. As wikipedia says, “different parts of the brain must work together to understand sarcasm.“ It’s even harder when those words are typed and not spoken audibly, as the reader must imagine the tone in the first place. That’s a lot of brain work involved in even understanding the true meaning behind that simple little phrase. And sarcasm is popular right now. More than popular, it’s a hallmark of our generation. People have been writing lengthy articles and psychological, sociological, and anthropological studies and musings on why we’re so sarcastic. As this article suggests, it’s because we’re so angry. We’re a generation that was promised a lot and the world didn’t deliver. We’re disenchanted, and jaded, and mad. And we vent that through sarcastic humor. We laugh at things older generations don’t think are funny. We have come to expect so much disappointment, that we no longer afford “serious” things the respect we’re told they deserve. Because we no longer believe they deserve it. As the article states, “We are a generation that believes nothing is sacred. And if nothing is sacred everything becomes profane.” One could even go so far as to make the argument that the popularity of the statement on the above image is due partially to the attitude amongst today’s youth (especially on tumblr) that one’s own life and choices are one’s own, and not the business of anybody else. This attitude can be seen in everything as simple as the “be yourself” and “follow your dreams” statements many of us were raised on, to the more serious issues we deal with today of discrimination against the LGBTGA+ community, fat shaming, slut shaming, prejudice against muslim people, etc., to political issues like free speech and government invasion of privacy, and even into more subtle ideas present in social media of privacy settings, controlling who gets to see what posts, block and ignore features, and even the philosophy of “nobody can tell you what to post in your own space. If somebody doesn’t like it, they can unfollow.” None of this would be happening consciously, of course, but we can’t help but be influenced by the world around us. And a phrase whose meaning is essentially “it’s none of your business” is very likely to resonate strongly with a group of people whose fundamental philosophies of polite interpersonal conduct revolve roughly around the same concept. Taking all this into consideration, this joke is taking a lot of pre-knowledge and putting it all together to kind of say, in a funny way, “stop acting like you have it all figured out, because you don’t. And some things are just not for you to figure out anyway.” So to sum up, to understand the above image, you must: have a descent grasp on art history to recognize the original painting. have good abstract and/or creative thinking skills to understand and appreciate the original painting. have a good grasp on modern pop culture, internet culture, and current slang and memes (basically, be an active participant in the wider world). have the complex emotional and interpersonal understanding necessary to understand the subtleties of sarcasm. understand enough of what’s going on in the world around you that you are disenchanted enough to appreciate sarcastic humor. participate in our generation’s general philosophy of life and how to interact with other human beings in the world at large. So basically, if you laughed, you’re smart. :3
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<p><a href="http://lothlosthepalewarlock.tumblr.com/post/131092463025/sjwfail-a-fat-persons-reply-thats-why-i" class="tumblr_blog">lothlosthepalewarlock</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sjwfail.tumblr.com/post/131090865536">sjwfail</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="225" data-orig-width="400" data-tumblr-attribution="emilyblunts:8J95R38jjPDnpBllXQyZ3Q:ZYIliwqOflCv"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e96797907864c057852f5b6c5b36ac08/tumblr_mqedqe3ntE1r51r3ro1_400.gif" data-orig-height="225" data-orig-width="400"/></figure></p> </blockquote> <p>A fat person’s reply; “That’s why I came in today. I thought getting all of those bullets out would be a good start.” </p></blockquote>: Follow Fat shaming A fat person could show up in the ER covered in bullet wounds. An doctors would still be suggesting that they should loose weight. #fat shaming <p><a href="http://lothlosthepalewarlock.tumblr.com/post/131092463025/sjwfail-a-fat-persons-reply-thats-why-i" class="tumblr_blog">lothlosthepalewarlock</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sjwfail.tumblr.com/post/131090865536">sjwfail</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="225" data-orig-width="400" data-tumblr-attribution="emilyblunts:8J95R38jjPDnpBllXQyZ3Q:ZYIliwqOflCv"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e96797907864c057852f5b6c5b36ac08/tumblr_mqedqe3ntE1r51r3ro1_400.gif" data-orig-height="225" data-orig-width="400"/></figure></p> </blockquote> <p>A fat person’s reply; “That’s why I came in today. I thought getting all of those bullets out would be a good start.” </p></blockquote>

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<p><a href="http://thatroxxiegirl.tumblr.com/post/116998643708/bitchtitsmccrabby-hongkong-sugar" class="tumblr_blog">thatroxxiegirl</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://bitchtitsmccrabby.tumblr.com/post/116998026793/hongkong-sugar-privilegedlittlecunt" class="tumblr_blog">bitchtitsmccrabby</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://hongkong-sugar.tumblr.com/post/116993757733/privilegedlittlecunt-slobovich" class="tumblr_blog">hongkong-sugar</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://privilegedlittlecunt.tumblr.com/post/115923677736/slobovich-thatroxxiegirl-hi-tumblr-i-want" class="tumblr_blog">privilegedlittlecunt</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://slobovich.tumblr.com/post/115923338239/thatroxxiegirl-hi-tumblr-i-want-you-to-meet" class="tumblr_blog">slobovich</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://thatroxxiegirl.tumblr.com/post/112825732413/hi-tumblr-i-want-you-to-meet-me-i-want-to-tell" class="tumblr_blog">thatroxxiegirl</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Hi tumblr, I want you to meet me. I want to tell you why your fat acceptance movement is complete bullshit.</p><p>See that photo on the left? I was 160kg. That’s 352.7lbs for my American lovers out there.</p><p>I did not know I was 160kg. I didn’t go near a scale. I had gorgeous blonde hair extensions and jeans with chains and a leather jacket. I thought I was heaps fly. I could not see the girl in that picture… until I was tagged in that picture on Facebook.</p><p>I cannot tell you how long I cried for. Hours? Yes. Days? Probably. Weeks? It’s likely.</p><p>I went to a doctor to see just how much I had been putting my body through. I was 21 at the time. He told me that he would be very surprised if I made it to 30, as my back and my organs were already struggling, coupled with the fact that I have some blood issues anyway… I was just putting a lot of stress on myself physically.</p><p>So I learned how to eat. I learned the value of protein, the implications of sugar and the fun of a cheat day. I started watching my portion sizes and keeping my water intake up. I went on short walks - nothing too strenuous. Really, I didn’t put a whole lot of effort in at all. But the weight started falling off.</p><p>I remember the day I sat down comfortably at the Imax theatre in Sydney. I wasn’t sitting right at the edge so I didn’t get stuck. I was completely in the seat and it was incredible.</p><p>I dropped 50kg in 6 months without even trying.</p><p>My weight has fluctuated randomly since then, and I haven’t quite hit my goal yet, but I have never gotten near 160kg again. I used to work out by putting the weight I had lost in a back pack, but eventually it got too much and I was really hurting myself. Do you even understand that? I couldn’t even carry my own weight once I didn’t have to.</p><p>I spend a lot of time preparing food and working out, because nothing terrifies me more than going back to that.</p><p>Tumblr, I’m going to tell you what 160kg was like.</p><p>Some mornings, I woke up and my back had seized - I couldn’t go to work because I couldn’t walk. If it wasn’t my back, it was the unbelievable chest pains. I had so much trouble finding clothing in a size 24. And I’m going to be honest - sex was REALLY difficult. I was engaged to a wonderful man at the time, and I didn’t have the confidence or ability to take charge in the way I wanted to and he wanted me to. Plus, not to be crude, but certain positions were completely out because my fat got in the way. It’s something I STILL get unbelievably self conscious about - even though my situation has changed dramatically.</p><p>Sometimes, if I sat on a chair, I was afraid it would break. I spent a lot of time absolutely constipated because of my poor diet, and the flight up to my unit was the hardest thing in the world. I made frequent excuses for myself - including the age old “But I EAT REALLY WELL AND EXERCISE” yeah, if doritos were a vegetable and The Sims were a full body work out, I had those bases covered. </p><p>Everything hurt for no damn reason sometimes, and I was light headed and just plain sick so often it started to feel normal. My joints felt like those of an 80 year old woman. I was desperately, unbelievably unhappy and suicidal.</p><p>I want to share another thing with you before I get to my overall point.</p><figure data-orig-height="669" data-orig-width="500" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/bdac2b93e81c9510e85a028dbaa8b1b2/tumblr_inline_nkriomLjPH1qewkfa.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e7fdfb0105839463248b6fc4d41049e1/tumblr_inline_p95dlnmZ1g1rw09tq_540.jpg" alt="image" data-orig-height="669" data-orig-width="500" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/bdac2b93e81c9510e85a028dbaa8b1b2/tumblr_inline_nkriomLjPH1qewkfa.jpg"/></figure><p>That was the first picture I EVER took of my full body after dropping that 50kg. It was one of the scariest things I’ve ever done.</p><p>So. My point.</p><p>When you look at women like Tess Munster, and you tell me that she’s the epitome of a happy, healthy, and confident woman, I think you’re an ignorant asshole. I can’t believe that people choose to normalise that kind of lifestyle, and accept the fact that she will probably send herself to an early grave, because at least she’s <i>happy</i>. She’s making a movement out of being too lazy and apathetic to make a beneficial change, and it’s sickening.</p><p>Some girl came up to me once and criticised my weight loss, because I inspired her by being an overweight girl on stage. What the fuck do I even say to that? “Sorry I’m not killing myself slowly to make you feel better about yourself.”</p><p>When you tell me that thin people have privilege, and that people should love you because you’re morbidly obese, it takes everything inside me not to hunt you down and slap you silly. You’re an idiot. No one is obligated to find your laziness and lack of concern for yourself or your health hot. No one should ever have to respect someone who can’t respect themselves. Being thin is not a privilege - for some of us, achieving it is damn hard work.</p><p>I’m still overweight, and I know better than to demand someone find me attractive, or to get angry at someone for making fun of me with their friends. I also know better than to let it derail me or destroy me - rather, it fuels me.</p><p>Your fat acceptance is bullshit. You’re telling women to accept a body that is killing them. You’re telling women it’s ok that you’re a massive drain on the medical system, as long as you think you feel good.</p><p>Fuck your movement. I’d take actual, legitimate health over having my fat become a societal norm. I’d rather be relentlessly mocked for my weight than praised for it.<br/></p></blockquote><div> im way to tired to tear this post down can someone cover it for me</div></blockquote> <p>How exactly does this inspirational post about an amazing woman’s journey to better health require “tearing down?”</p></blockquote> <p>THANK YOU to the first and third comment. <br/>FINALLY someone says what’s wrong with the Health at All Sizes movement!<br/>As you all know I’ve NEVER posted any fat phobic commentary on my blog.<br/>In fact, I still affirm strongly there is NO reason to tear down any woman!<br/>BUT it is wrong to say that all health choices are good choices.<br/>There are ways to silently/gently/politely encourage others to make choices better for themselves. This is NOT fat policing, this is me saying that if you recognise you have made unhealthy choices and need help, or just want to talk, I’m here.</p></blockquote> <p>Put simply, I’ve never been a thin girl. Even when I was little, born from a family with ‘big bones’ and the like, my pixie stick thin mother would go on and one about how I’d lose the weight, how I’d learn to grow and make myself feel better about myself because I was thin like she was. I heard this every day from the time I was 6 years old, until I turned 13, and she became obsessed with the fact I was fat. A 13 year old girl, at 5’4 and barely topping 120lbs and my mother was going on about the tiny pooch on my belly.</p><figure data-orig-height="428" data-orig-width="247"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/2eb30b3664d95a329db59f92c469a06f/tumblr_inline_nn5t96DPv91rk2r40_540.jpg" data-orig-height="428" data-orig-width="247" alt="image"/></figure><p>I grew, and when I turned 17? I got pregnant, and went from 160lbs to 250lbs, and nearly gave myself gestational diabetes as my body grew and stretched and expanded to host my BEAUTIFUL daughter.   Where I am now, 4 years post delivery, I’ve leveled out at 230lbs total, and fluctuate between 245 and 220 on a regular basis. Does this mean I am happy with my body? Absolutely not. But this does mean that while I work my ass off with yoga, exercise, and a healthy diet, my body has metabolized itself comfortably at a level that is way above the norm I had expected.</p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="540" data-orig-width="720"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/69e00bd6324528a5f1c828d5fdda5aaa/tumblr_inline_nn5t9oPWIa1rk2r40_540.jpg" data-orig-height="540" data-orig-width="720" alt="image"/></figure><p>Reading stories of weight loss success are a pleasure for myself. I love learning and seeing people succeed. I love knowing they finally became the way the wished to be either for health, or aesthetic reasons, but don’t you DARE go on a personal journey shaming those who choose to be the way they are. You worked for how you needed to look because you suffered remaining as you were. You body was killing you, yes. Don’t shame people who choose not to. There should be no thin shaming, fat shaming, or praise for either. Why say this? Because body positivity should be a norm for everyone, no matter the shape or size. If someone chooses to be a danger to themselves weight wise and be proud of that fact? Its not your job to go on and on about why they should change that. No one is going to work themselves change but the one who needs to change in the first place. Don’t sound like a 40 year old, telling their daughter she won’t live to see her own child graduate. </p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="636" data-orig-width="711"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/7a3daa5cacbeb5c4c44115a50b06ff72/tumblr_inline_nn5t9y4SQt1rk2r40_540.jpg" data-orig-height="636" data-orig-width="711" alt="image"/></figure><p>Do people have to change their bodies? If they want to, yes. But no one made you in a position of judgment to criticize those who haven’t chosen to make the change. You made it on your journey. Let other people make it on their own, rather than sticking your nose in and telling people what lazy lumps on society they are. Burdens on people when they probably feel that shitty about themselves already. It is up to the person to take the first step towards body positivity, by saying as you’re saying, you are absolutely no better than those who filled your insecurities before.</p><p>Congrats on your success, but shame on you for looking down at others who haven’t taken the first step. Despite your size, if you don’t feel you are good enough to change, that change won’t happen at all. No, don’t coddle those who need to lose weight, but remember that every damn person started somewhere, and its not up to you to remind people what lard blobs they are on society, but rather to inspire and raise awareness with your own story, happiness with your success and warning about the dangers ignorance of ones size can cause. Or don’t. It really doesn’t matter in the end, but we all start somewhere, you won’t get anything done unless you love yourself first.</p></blockquote> <p>I had resolved not to do this, but fuck it. This warrants a special exception on account of you being clearly fucking illiterate.</p><p>My criticism lies with the fat acceptance movement, not with body positivity. I am a firm believer in having to care enough about yourself to change. I did not single anyone out and shame them. I attacked an idea of poor lifestyle being something that can be synonymous with health. Blogs like ok2bfat and thisisthinprivilege are fucking lying to vulnerable people who will blindly accept their pseudo science.</p><p>Yeah you can be healthy and overweight. But no fucking way is anyone who is 300 pounds healthy by any definition of the word. It’s dangerous. </p><p>When I say I’d rather be criticized, what I meant was if it were one or the other, I’d prefer nobody preaching that my shitty lifestyle was beautiful. I am sick to death of morbid obesity being glorified as beautiful. There is nothing beautiful about a person who cares so little about themselves they’re willing to eat themselves to death.</p><p>Everyone is free to live however the fuck they want. Have a heart attack at 30, who cares, you did it to yourself. BUT DONT YOU DARE TRY TO PERPETUATE THIS IDEA THAT A SIZE 24 CAN BE FUCKING HEALTHY. You’re a disgusting liar when you seek to deceive others that way to validate yourself.</p><p>Yeah. Shame on me for thinking that mentality is wrong. I’d rather be that cunt than the cunt who encourages women to remain unhealthy.</p></blockquote>: 20101 2013 <p><a href="http://thatroxxiegirl.tumblr.com/post/116998643708/bitchtitsmccrabby-hongkong-sugar" class="tumblr_blog">thatroxxiegirl</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://bitchtitsmccrabby.tumblr.com/post/116998026793/hongkong-sugar-privilegedlittlecunt" class="tumblr_blog">bitchtitsmccrabby</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://hongkong-sugar.tumblr.com/post/116993757733/privilegedlittlecunt-slobovich" class="tumblr_blog">hongkong-sugar</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://privilegedlittlecunt.tumblr.com/post/115923677736/slobovich-thatroxxiegirl-hi-tumblr-i-want" class="tumblr_blog">privilegedlittlecunt</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://slobovich.tumblr.com/post/115923338239/thatroxxiegirl-hi-tumblr-i-want-you-to-meet" class="tumblr_blog">slobovich</a>:</p> <blockquote><p><a href="http://thatroxxiegirl.tumblr.com/post/112825732413/hi-tumblr-i-want-you-to-meet-me-i-want-to-tell" class="tumblr_blog">thatroxxiegirl</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>Hi tumblr, I want you to meet me. I want to tell you why your fat acceptance movement is complete bullshit.</p><p>See that photo on the left? I was 160kg. That’s 352.7lbs for my American lovers out there.</p><p>I did not know I was 160kg. I didn’t go near a scale. I had gorgeous blonde hair extensions and jeans with chains and a leather jacket. I thought I was heaps fly. I could not see the girl in that picture… until I was tagged in that picture on Facebook.</p><p>I cannot tell you how long I cried for. Hours? Yes. Days? Probably. Weeks? It’s likely.</p><p>I went to a doctor to see just how much I had been putting my body through. I was 21 at the time. He told me that he would be very surprised if I made it to 30, as my back and my organs were already struggling, coupled with the fact that I have some blood issues anyway… I was just putting a lot of stress on myself physically.</p><p>So I learned how to eat. I learned the value of protein, the implications of sugar and the fun of a cheat day. I started watching my portion sizes and keeping my water intake up. I went on short walks - nothing too strenuous. Really, I didn’t put a whole lot of effort in at all. But the weight started falling off.</p><p>I remember the day I sat down comfortably at the Imax theatre in Sydney. I wasn’t sitting right at the edge so I didn’t get stuck. I was completely in the seat and it was incredible.</p><p>I dropped 50kg in 6 months without even trying.</p><p>My weight has fluctuated randomly since then, and I haven’t quite hit my goal yet, but I have never gotten near 160kg again. I used to work out by putting the weight I had lost in a back pack, but eventually it got too much and I was really hurting myself. Do you even understand that? I couldn’t even carry my own weight once I didn’t have to.</p><p>I spend a lot of time preparing food and working out, because nothing terrifies me more than going back to that.</p><p>Tumblr, I’m going to tell you what 160kg was like.</p><p>Some mornings, I woke up and my back had seized - I couldn’t go to work because I couldn’t walk. If it wasn’t my back, it was the unbelievable chest pains. I had so much trouble finding clothing in a size 24. And I’m going to be honest - sex was REALLY difficult. I was engaged to a wonderful man at the time, and I didn’t have the confidence or ability to take charge in the way I wanted to and he wanted me to. Plus, not to be crude, but certain positions were completely out because my fat got in the way. It’s something I STILL get unbelievably self conscious about - even though my situation has changed dramatically.</p><p>Sometimes, if I sat on a chair, I was afraid it would break. I spent a lot of time absolutely constipated because of my poor diet, and the flight up to my unit was the hardest thing in the world. I made frequent excuses for myself - including the age old “But I EAT REALLY WELL AND EXERCISE” yeah, if doritos were a vegetable and The Sims were a full body work out, I had those bases covered. </p><p>Everything hurt for no damn reason sometimes, and I was light headed and just plain sick so often it started to feel normal. My joints felt like those of an 80 year old woman. I was desperately, unbelievably unhappy and suicidal.</p><p>I want to share another thing with you before I get to my overall point.</p><figure data-orig-height="669" data-orig-width="500" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/bdac2b93e81c9510e85a028dbaa8b1b2/tumblr_inline_nkriomLjPH1qewkfa.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/e7fdfb0105839463248b6fc4d41049e1/tumblr_inline_p95dlnmZ1g1rw09tq_540.jpg" alt="image" data-orig-height="669" data-orig-width="500" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/bdac2b93e81c9510e85a028dbaa8b1b2/tumblr_inline_nkriomLjPH1qewkfa.jpg"/></figure><p>That was the first picture I EVER took of my full body after dropping that 50kg. It was one of the scariest things I’ve ever done.</p><p>So. My point.</p><p>When you look at women like Tess Munster, and you tell me that she’s the epitome of a happy, healthy, and confident woman, I think you’re an ignorant asshole. I can’t believe that people choose to normalise that kind of lifestyle, and accept the fact that she will probably send herself to an early grave, because at least she’s <i>happy</i>. She’s making a movement out of being too lazy and apathetic to make a beneficial change, and it’s sickening.</p><p>Some girl came up to me once and criticised my weight loss, because I inspired her by being an overweight girl on stage. What the fuck do I even say to that? “Sorry I’m not killing myself slowly to make you feel better about yourself.”</p><p>When you tell me that thin people have privilege, and that people should love you because you’re morbidly obese, it takes everything inside me not to hunt you down and slap you silly. You’re an idiot. No one is obligated to find your laziness and lack of concern for yourself or your health hot. No one should ever have to respect someone who can’t respect themselves. Being thin is not a privilege - for some of us, achieving it is damn hard work.</p><p>I’m still overweight, and I know better than to demand someone find me attractive, or to get angry at someone for making fun of me with their friends. I also know better than to let it derail me or destroy me - rather, it fuels me.</p><p>Your fat acceptance is bullshit. You’re telling women to accept a body that is killing them. You’re telling women it’s ok that you’re a massive drain on the medical system, as long as you think you feel good.</p><p>Fuck your movement. I’d take actual, legitimate health over having my fat become a societal norm. I’d rather be relentlessly mocked for my weight than praised for it.<br/></p></blockquote><div> im way to tired to tear this post down can someone cover it for me</div></blockquote> <p>How exactly does this inspirational post about an amazing woman’s journey to better health require “tearing down?”</p></blockquote> <p>THANK YOU to the first and third comment. <br/>FINALLY someone says what’s wrong with the Health at All Sizes movement!<br/>As you all know I’ve NEVER posted any fat phobic commentary on my blog.<br/>In fact, I still affirm strongly there is NO reason to tear down any woman!<br/>BUT it is wrong to say that all health choices are good choices.<br/>There are ways to silently/gently/politely encourage others to make choices better for themselves. This is NOT fat policing, this is me saying that if you recognise you have made unhealthy choices and need help, or just want to talk, I’m here.</p></blockquote> <p>Put simply, I’ve never been a thin girl. Even when I was little, born from a family with ‘big bones’ and the like, my pixie stick thin mother would go on and one about how I’d lose the weight, how I’d learn to grow and make myself feel better about myself because I was thin like she was. I heard this every day from the time I was 6 years old, until I turned 13, and she became obsessed with the fact I was fat. A 13 year old girl, at 5’4 and barely topping 120lbs and my mother was going on about the tiny pooch on my belly.</p><figure data-orig-height="428" data-orig-width="247"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/2eb30b3664d95a329db59f92c469a06f/tumblr_inline_nn5t96DPv91rk2r40_540.jpg" data-orig-height="428" data-orig-width="247" alt="image"/></figure><p>I grew, and when I turned 17? I got pregnant, and went from 160lbs to 250lbs, and nearly gave myself gestational diabetes as my body grew and stretched and expanded to host my BEAUTIFUL daughter.   Where I am now, 4 years post delivery, I’ve leveled out at 230lbs total, and fluctuate between 245 and 220 on a regular basis. Does this mean I am happy with my body? Absolutely not. But this does mean that while I work my ass off with yoga, exercise, and a healthy diet, my body has metabolized itself comfortably at a level that is way above the norm I had expected.</p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="540" data-orig-width="720"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/69e00bd6324528a5f1c828d5fdda5aaa/tumblr_inline_nn5t9oPWIa1rk2r40_540.jpg" data-orig-height="540" data-orig-width="720" alt="image"/></figure><p>Reading stories of weight loss success are a pleasure for myself. I love learning and seeing people succeed. I love knowing they finally became the way the wished to be either for health, or aesthetic reasons, but don’t you DARE go on a personal journey shaming those who choose to be the way they are. You worked for how you needed to look because you suffered remaining as you were. You body was killing you, yes. Don’t shame people who choose not to. There should be no thin shaming, fat shaming, or praise for either. Why say this? Because body positivity should be a norm for everyone, no matter the shape or size. If someone chooses to be a danger to themselves weight wise and be proud of that fact? Its not your job to go on and on about why they should change that. No one is going to work themselves change but the one who needs to change in the first place. Don’t sound like a 40 year old, telling their daughter she won’t live to see her own child graduate. </p><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="636" data-orig-width="711"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/7a3daa5cacbeb5c4c44115a50b06ff72/tumblr_inline_nn5t9y4SQt1rk2r40_540.jpg" data-orig-height="636" data-orig-width="711" alt="image"/></figure><p>Do people have to change their bodies? If they want to, yes. But no one made you in a position of judgment to criticize those who haven’t chosen to make the change. You made it on your journey. Let other people make it on their own, rather than sticking your nose in and telling people what lazy lumps on society they are. Burdens on people when they probably feel that shitty about themselves already. It is up to the person to take the first step towards body positivity, by saying as you’re saying, you are absolutely no better than those who filled your insecurities before.</p><p>Congrats on your success, but shame on you for looking down at others who haven’t taken the first step. Despite your size, if you don’t feel you are good enough to change, that change won’t happen at all. No, don’t coddle those who need to lose weight, but remember that every damn person started somewhere, and its not up to you to remind people what lard blobs they are on society, but rather to inspire and raise awareness with your own story, happiness with your success and warning about the dangers ignorance of ones size can cause. Or don’t. It really doesn’t matter in the end, but we all start somewhere, you won’t get anything done unless you love yourself first.</p></blockquote> <p>I had resolved not to do this, but fuck it. This warrants a special exception on account of you being clearly fucking illiterate.</p><p>My criticism lies with the fat acceptance movement, not with body positivity. I am a firm believer in having to care enough about yourself to change. I did not single anyone out and shame them. I attacked an idea of poor lifestyle being something that can be synonymous with health. Blogs like ok2bfat and thisisthinprivilege are fucking lying to vulnerable people who will blindly accept their pseudo science.</p><p>Yeah you can be healthy and overweight. But no fucking way is anyone who is 300 pounds healthy by any definition of the word. It’s dangerous. </p><p>When I say I’d rather be criticized, what I meant was if it were one or the other, I’d prefer nobody preaching that my shitty lifestyle was beautiful. I am sick to death of morbid obesity being glorified as beautiful. There is nothing beautiful about a person who cares so little about themselves they’re willing to eat themselves to death.</p><p>Everyone is free to live however the fuck they want. Have a heart attack at 30, who cares, you did it to yourself. BUT DONT YOU DARE TRY TO PERPETUATE THIS IDEA THAT A SIZE 24 CAN BE FUCKING HEALTHY. You’re a disgusting liar when you seek to deceive others that way to validate yourself.</p><p>Yeah. Shame on me for thinking that mentality is wrong. I’d rather be that cunt than the cunt who encourages women to remain unhealthy.</p></blockquote>
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