tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1121604867062412748.post6798644383909263687..comments2023-06-13T09:38:37.631-04:00Comments on Fat Girl Posing: Dieters and Fatphobia Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08552288778897470208noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1121604867062412748.post-82332575556421041932015-05-18T16:16:00.168-04:002015-05-18T16:16:00.168-04:00I absolutely agree. Being a fatphobic asshat or co...I absolutely agree. Being a fatphobic asshat or concern troll is a choice, and when people make shitty choices, especially choices that involve sanctimonious cruelty, they should be called out.<br />Like you, I wasn't always enlightened. I was actively bulimic in my teens and up until I got pregnant at 24. I was bulimic on and off through my 20s after my son was born, up through my mid forties. I was a yo yo dieter the whole time, always pursuing the holiness of being a body type that my body really doesn't want to be and despising myself the whole time. I would look in the mirror at myself and call myself horrible names. I would tell myself that I didn't deserve love or even basic kindness because I was such a "fat pig."<br />People always claim they're dieting "for my health." Horseshit. There's no tangible proof that losing weight is actually particularly "healthy," and there is proof that yo-yo dieting isn't. <br />I somewhat fell into the trap again when I was diagnosed with diabetes last year. Since I now have to police my carbohydrate intake for actual health reasons (my body doesn't process carbohydrates properly because I don't have a normally functioning pancreas) I ended up going on a low carb diet (Atkins, and then Nutri System) with weight loss in the back of my mind.<br />The one thing I didn't do was shove this in everyone's face. I realized that I would likely never become the glorious coveted Slim Hot Thing that we're all supposed to want to be, and I realized that there was a fair chance that I would gain at least some of the weight back. In any case, I also realized that weighing less didn't make me a better person, but some part of me wanted to have one last chance to be accepted. Hint: I didn't lose enough weight to make myself "acceptable," and when the initial weight loss plateaued, I quit playing that losing game.<br />One thing I've started doing which I didn't quite have the courage to do when I first discovered size acceptance is to call out straight up douchebag behavior and concern trolling. I used to worry about losing "friends." I now realize that an actual friend wouldn't think that hating people with a certain body type was okay.Ornery Owl of Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost https://www.blogger.com/profile/07596105116325246476noreply@blogger.com