But lately I’ve been seeing a lot of plus size women posting photos of themselves working out and sharing their weight loss stories on social media. I admit it irritated me initially because I felt like my fellow fatties were quitting the “team” and going over to the dark side along with Jennifer Hudson and Queen Latifah. It was as though they’d all been sucked into the dieting vortex, never to show off their their round bellies again.
I felt, well, abandoned.
But then I began reading the nasty messages (traitor, hater, you think you’re hot, etc.) that my fellow chubsters were writing on the weight loss posts, and that made me angry.
Why? Because we have choices. And yours are not the same as mine. They are also not better or worse than mine. And what you do with your body is none of my fucking business.
I think I can feel my hypocrisy lifting just a little bit as I write this. Yes, I do feel lighter. Aaaaahhh…
Women’s bodies are constantly being policed, and I certainly don’t want to be a part of that oppression. Hell, I’ve been a victim of it. I cannot, in good conscience, criticize another woman because she is making decisions based on what she feels is best for her body. Especially if it in no way negatively impacts others.
Not to mention, that one day I may decide that I want to lose some weight or begin an exercise regimen again. And I should be able to do that without comment at all. I don’t need to be glorified or denounced for what I choose to do with my body.
This is an official apology to anyone who has ever felt that I made them feel less than part of the body positive movement because they choose to lose weight. My bad. I get it. You do you and ‘Imma do me! We can all be a part of this very important movement, no matter what we look like or what choices we make for ourselves. All our voices count.
Ciao for niao,