Thoughts on Fat Shaming

A while ago I came across a the facebook page of a local “health advocate” who’s advocacy seems to mostly be posting photos of herself looking hot and concern trolling fat bodies. I’m not going to share her page because I don’t think she deserves the attention. She posted three times in one day about a fat positive blogger including a 17 minute video of herself sitting at her computer rambling about health and “glorifying obesity”.

Honestly I don’t really buy that she was genuinely concerned about health. The fat blogger had posted a picture of herself in a swimsuit, which I assume would mean she likes to swim and be physically active. I think fat person being fat wasn’t the problem. The problem was the fat person had the audacity to feel good about herself and her body. I’m completely in favor of women feeling good about themselves because there’s enough horrible things going on in the world.

Being an overweight person is unhealthy, being an overweight person who hates themselves is more unhealthy. It’s been documented that fat shaming only makes people fatter

I think this is also harmful for vegan advocacy. I think vegan advocates overstate the health benefits to the point of saying veganism is a panacea and when people don’t see results on a vegan diet they just go back to their normal diet or worse go in the opposite direction and eat even more animals and byproducts.

I don’t have an excuse for being fat because I don’t owe people an explanation. I’m fat because of several chronic  health issues including untreated PTSD from physical and emotional abuse. Other fat people I know live with chronic pain caused by everything from fibromyalgia to cancer treatment resulting in a double hip replacement at age 18 to a severed spine from someone attempting to murder them. None of us should have to disclose such deeply personal medical information to be treating with basic empathy.

Whenever someone who bullied me comments on the weight I have lost, thinking they’re paying me a compliment, all I can think about is the utter contempt that person had for me and my body when I needed compassion the most.

 

 

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