Yesterday I was weighing myself ((I need to chill but I’ve gotten back in the habit of compulsively weighing- which is fine but I’v been weighing every day which is not fine)) and my mom peered over to see what my weight was. She smiled and looked at me.

“Now, be careful. Don’t become anorexic! //laughs//”

Why would she even joke about that? Seriously- she knows I’m in remission from an eating disorder. Why the hell would she say that and laugh?

Later that day I told her how I wore yoga pants for the first time since junior high, because I finally had the self-confidence to do it.

“See? Now you can wear them! You look so good!”

“Mom, I could’ve worn them before, I just didn’t have the confidence to do it.”

“I guess, but now you look good in them! I mean, fat people wear yoga pants and that’s fine, but they just look better on skinny people.”

Please stop, mom.

thisisthinprivilege:

fatgirldangerous:

eee-in:

fatgirldangerous:

plot twist: fat girls get the respect, representation, and clothing options they deserve

“cater to me because I’m fat”

TREAT ME LIKE A PERSON BECAUSE I’M A PERSON IS LITERALLY ALL I’M ASKING FOR. FAT PEOPLE DESERVE TO BE TREATED LIKE PEOPLE BECAUSE JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WE’RE PEOPLE

Fat person: Wow, getting treated like a subhuman sucks.

Thin person: Oh so you want ~special treatment~ now??? Sheesh! Damn fatty!

(Source: fatgirldangerousworld)

My Night @ Support Group ((tw’s in tag))

So I made a super brief post about how tonight was great and mentioned support group, so I’d like to expand on that a bit just because so many great things were said and learned tonight.

For those who don’t know, I had a gastric sleeve surgery about 3 weeks ago. It’s a bariatric surgery that removed most of my stomach to create a smaller, more sensitive stomach. I’ve made posts as to why I did this, but I don’t feel like digging that up to link to it at this moment so here’s the briefest explanation: for my health ((NOT specifically for weight loss like the stigma goes)).

Anyways, once a month the facility I had my surgery at holds a support group for people who have had bariatric surgery ((LapBand, gastric sleeve, or gastric bypass)) or are considering it. It’s an amazing resource that helps me connect with others who have gone through or are going through what I am in order to become physically healthy ((or at least as physically healthy as what I have control over)).

Although I’m by far the youngest, since most of the people there are 40 or older, it is an outstanding group of people who are the most supportive and loving group I’ve ever been with ((considering I’ve been to quite a few support/therapy groups for different reasons)).

Anyways, with all that out of the way, I just wanted to talk about some interesting and amazing things I heard and learned tonight. Because I’ll be talking about touchy subjects, I’m putting it below a cut.

TW for eating disorders, weight loss, dieting, fatphobia, self-harm, mental illness, casual ableist language ((at one point)) and anything else along those lines that may come up as I’m spewing word goo all over here.

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fatgirldangerous:

eee-in:

fatgirldangerous:

plot twist: fat girls get the respect, representation, and clothing options they deserve

“cater to me because I’m fat”

TREAT ME LIKE A PERSON BECAUSE I’M A PERSON IS LITERALLY ALL I’M ASKING FOR. FAT PEOPLE DESERVE TO BE TREATED LIKE PEOPLE BECAUSE JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WE’RE PEOPLE

(Source: fatgirldangerousworld)