Firstly, I can’t apologize enough for the fact that I used to be a part of the oppression that fat people face daily. I want to thank this blog for opening up my eyes and making me check my privilege.
I am a thin woman, I eat at least 3000 calories of whatever I want every single day (and have done for about 7 years) and exercise very little. Thin privilege is the fact that while I do this, if any fat person admitted to eating as much, heck, 2/3 as much as I do, they would be told that it’s “greedy” and to cut back.
Thin privilege is that I am able to make my food choices solely on what is appetizing to me and not as a result of pressure or of guilt from other people.
Thin privilege is that I can openly talk about how much pleasure I take in eating food without being judged.
Thin privilege is that when people see me eating junk food, they assume that I do so in moderation without knowing squat about my daily eating habits. Yet, when they see a fat person eat the exact same thing it’s apparently clear to them that they must eat junk food all day and this is the reason that they are fat. Thin privilege is people assuming that your eating habits are somehow commendable even though they know nothing about your diet.
Thin privilege is that somehow I am only “allowed” to eat as much as I do because I can “get away with it.” That just because another person’s body reacts differently to food from mine and stores weight more readily, that they shouldn’t be allowed that liberty and deserve to be treated differently.
I can’t fathom why some people don’t think thin privilege exists. I have done nothing to earn the benefits I receive from society. It is a privilege. Thin people, can you actually sit back and think about it before you troll this blog?
But what’s the thing with the HUGE face behind the counter? And why does the worker with the mop have a bucket thing on their head?
GAHHHHH IT’S SO FLIPPIN CUUUUUTE!!!! I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF.
It’s like he’s eating his own tummy, but it’s SOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE.
Girls and women of the world, could we stop apologizing for wanting and eating food? Because this is one of the most ridiculous things that we do collectively as lady-people, and not only does it annoy the shit out of me personally, but it is also INCREDIBLY SAD. Could we stop feeling “guilty” for wanting an effing brownie? Or a plate of fries? Could we stop actively seeking permission from our friends to go ahead and “be bad” and order the cheesecake? Could we all just go ahead and order whatever it is that we feel like eating, instead of saying, “Oh, I feel like a pig, you guys are just getting salads”?
Because—now I know this will come as a shock—WOMEN EAT. We get hungry. We get hungry for pizzas and Double Stuf Oreos and nachos and ice cream and giant French-toast breakfasts, and you know what? WE DON’T NEED TO FEEL BAD ABOUT THAT.
I love this man. He is so ridiculous and amazing. Flawless.
Calzones are pointless. They’re just pizza that’s harder to eat.
Or brownies. Or lasagna. Or ice cream. Or cookies. Or fettucini alfredo. Or…
Mmmm pizza, cake, sweets, and soda
Seriously, thinspiration blogs worry me. “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.” BULLSHIT. You’ve just been eating shitty food.