I went to visit my boyfriend this last week in California, and well...things didn't go so well. And the issue has to deal with sex and since it's kinda personal I'm not gonna give out details. We're still together and trying to work through it, but the issue has left my self-esteem a little bruised. Then today while I was driving over to a friends Pink's "Fucking Perfect" song came on the radio. I feel I have to share because it's a great song about being perfect even if you war different. The music video is very graphic so I'm just gonna pop up one with the lyrics, but if you wanna see the official music video it's up on Youtube. Also the radio version doesn't have certain words in it. Enjoy folks.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Poetry, Oh How I Love Thee!
So while in my advanced poetry class I've decided to take it upon myself to inform people about fat hate, the 'obesity epidemic', and various fat acceptance topics through my poetry. Here is the first of my attempts. Please be aware the title is a work in progress I am not happy with it at all, but I need at least a working title to take it in and have it critiqued in class. There will be others in this series hopefully. And I'm not completely happy with this one yet either.
Fat Hate
A cow, a bitch, a woman, curved and round, maybe lumpy.
Called ugly, unloved, unhealthy, obese. Vilified by a society
obsessed with thin, perfect BMI* beauties, impossibilities of
flesh. Bombarded by diets, drugs, and surgeries. Call Curves,
call the gym, Atkins diet, Phenphedrine**, Apidexin***, Gastric
Banding. A fourty billion dollar Industry, with less than five
percent success. Have you called Jenny yet?
* body mass index
** + *** two of 2011’s “best” diet drugs
Fat Hate
A cow, a bitch, a woman, curved and round, maybe lumpy.
Called ugly, unloved, unhealthy, obese. Vilified by a society
obsessed with thin, perfect BMI* beauties, impossibilities of
flesh. Bombarded by diets, drugs, and surgeries. Call Curves,
call the gym, Atkins diet, Phenphedrine**, Apidexin***, Gastric
Banding. A fourty billion dollar Industry, with less than five
percent success. Have you called Jenny yet?
* body mass index
** + *** two of 2011’s “best” diet drugs
Friday, February 18, 2011
Dear Douchecanoe
Dear Douchecanoe,
Leaving nasty little notes in elevators telling people to take the stairs is not appropriate. It is not funny to tell people that they are worthless, ugly, lazy pigs because they take the elevator instead of using the stairs. Do you realize how many people are disabled but not visibly so in our school? Do you know how many people take the elevator because a previous injury makes taking the stairs painful? Obviously not, or you would not be leaving such notes in the elevators.
Please consider respecting other human beings by not choosing to comment on their bodies or self worth, even in writing.
Sincerely,
Uses the Elevator
So the story behind this is that someone on my campus has taken to writing nasty little things on one of those little cough notices in the elevator. Telling people to stop taking the elevator up one floor. This week, on top of being hormonal, sleep deprived, and just all around cranky, I found one of these notes had turned viral. Words like "lazy" and "ugly" have begun to appear in the same handwriting as the first note. So I'm a little more than peeved at this person. Mind you I know there's nothing that will change this persons opinion, and writing anything back just encourages them, but I am so tired of whoever this is being judgmental in this way. This is my way of getting it off my chest without writing something on their little note...Maybe I should go to the dean of the college and ask him to take down the notes anytime this person writes on them.
Leaving nasty little notes in elevators telling people to take the stairs is not appropriate. It is not funny to tell people that they are worthless, ugly, lazy pigs because they take the elevator instead of using the stairs. Do you realize how many people are disabled but not visibly so in our school? Do you know how many people take the elevator because a previous injury makes taking the stairs painful? Obviously not, or you would not be leaving such notes in the elevators.
Please consider respecting other human beings by not choosing to comment on their bodies or self worth, even in writing.
Sincerely,
Uses the Elevator
So the story behind this is that someone on my campus has taken to writing nasty little things on one of those little cough notices in the elevator. Telling people to stop taking the elevator up one floor. This week, on top of being hormonal, sleep deprived, and just all around cranky, I found one of these notes had turned viral. Words like "lazy" and "ugly" have begun to appear in the same handwriting as the first note. So I'm a little more than peeved at this person. Mind you I know there's nothing that will change this persons opinion, and writing anything back just encourages them, but I am so tired of whoever this is being judgmental in this way. This is my way of getting it off my chest without writing something on their little note...Maybe I should go to the dean of the college and ask him to take down the notes anytime this person writes on them.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Lets Talk Trolls
Recently in the Fat-o-Sphere I have noticed a number of other bloggers being set upon by trolls, either on the internet or in real life. Some of them are pissed off about it, and some of them are feeling rather vulnerable because of it and then getting pissed off about it. Now while reading others posts about their troll problems I remembered a little saying my mother had taped to the fridge for the longest time.
"May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day, and may their arms be too short to scratch."
While this thought is not particularly nice of me, I think it's appropriate considering how many days trolls have ruined for all us fatties out there. Honestly I think we'd run out of fleas before we ran out of trolls to infest.
But even should such an infestation occur, trolls will be trolls, and some days we can turn the other cheek to them and not be affected by their miasma of hate. And other days we crumble under the weight (ha!) of that hate. But we still try to keep our chins up. Because trolls hate themselves, and we are just the convenient target for their hate. But hey the idea of fleas and short arms helps me sometimes so I thought I'd share.
"May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day, and may their arms be too short to scratch."
While this thought is not particularly nice of me, I think it's appropriate considering how many days trolls have ruined for all us fatties out there. Honestly I think we'd run out of fleas before we ran out of trolls to infest.
But even should such an infestation occur, trolls will be trolls, and some days we can turn the other cheek to them and not be affected by their miasma of hate. And other days we crumble under the weight (ha!) of that hate. But we still try to keep our chins up. Because trolls hate themselves, and we are just the convenient target for their hate. But hey the idea of fleas and short arms helps me sometimes so I thought I'd share.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
I'm Fat! And I kinda like it!
So I'm feeling good in my skin today. I just recieved in the mail today Marilyn Wann's book FAT!SO? from Amazon, and in it are wonderful photos and pictures of fat bodies. I looked and I grinned and I laughed. I've never seen so many bodies that look like mine in one book. It's amazing! So far I haven't read much of the book, but what I've read has been very inspirational and uplifting. I'm tempted to lend it to my parents along with Lessons from the Fatosphere so they can see how I feel.
Anyway I just felt the need to share how awesome I feel in my skin today. How absolutely wonderful it is to be a fat woman.
Cheers!
Anyway I just felt the need to share how awesome I feel in my skin today. How absolutely wonderful it is to be a fat woman.
Cheers!
Monday, January 24, 2011
"Exercise Your Demons!" And Other Fat Related Stuffs
So today's post is going to be about a few things, most about exercising and clothes...ok I'll admit it's about socks. But first! Let's take those demons out for a walk shall we?
All right seriously though exercise is something that a lot of fat people view as a chore. Why? Because to many of us Fatties it means running, push ups, sit ups, pull ups, weight lifting, and *gasp* god forbid, the gym. Well lets look at what else is exercise. Do you dance? That's exercise. Do you play any kind of sport? That's exercise. Are you involved with a reenactment group? That is definitely exercise. Do you care for small children? That is exercise (why is it that their legs are so much shorter yet they always seem able to outrun their parents?). See just because you don't go running three miles a day or go to the gym and lift weights five times a week does not mean you do not exercise. Just because dancing or playing a sport is fun doesn't make it any less of an exercise. You don't need to join a gym to exercise, mind you there is no reason you can't join a gym if you really really want to, and if you enjoy what that gym has to offer. So find something that gets you moving that you can truly enjoy! Don't just go out and join your local YMCA so you can run on a treadmill to get yourself in shape. Why? Because that may not be fun for you.
No leaving exercise alone since it's kinda like beating a dead horse after I know how many people have written about it. Lets talk socks. Knee socks in particular. have any of you had trouble finding knee socks that actually fit over your larger than 'average' knees? I have! And let me tell you it drives me nuts when I'm wearing a skirt that would look awesome with a spiffy pair of knee socks and I can't find any that fit around my legs without cutting off my circulation. As a result, I have begun my crusade! Yes dear readers I am beginning to learn to knit my own socks. I will have those cute knee socks one day! I will knit them up in the many varied colors my local yarn store has to offer and I will flaunt them wherever I please. Why? Because colorful socks are cool, just like bow ties and fezzes. (If you get that reference kudos to you!)
All right seriously though exercise is something that a lot of fat people view as a chore. Why? Because to many of us Fatties it means running, push ups, sit ups, pull ups, weight lifting, and *gasp* god forbid, the gym. Well lets look at what else is exercise. Do you dance? That's exercise. Do you play any kind of sport? That's exercise. Are you involved with a reenactment group? That is definitely exercise. Do you care for small children? That is exercise (why is it that their legs are so much shorter yet they always seem able to outrun their parents?). See just because you don't go running three miles a day or go to the gym and lift weights five times a week does not mean you do not exercise. Just because dancing or playing a sport is fun doesn't make it any less of an exercise. You don't need to join a gym to exercise, mind you there is no reason you can't join a gym if you really really want to, and if you enjoy what that gym has to offer. So find something that gets you moving that you can truly enjoy! Don't just go out and join your local YMCA so you can run on a treadmill to get yourself in shape. Why? Because that may not be fun for you.
No leaving exercise alone since it's kinda like beating a dead horse after I know how many people have written about it. Lets talk socks. Knee socks in particular. have any of you had trouble finding knee socks that actually fit over your larger than 'average' knees? I have! And let me tell you it drives me nuts when I'm wearing a skirt that would look awesome with a spiffy pair of knee socks and I can't find any that fit around my legs without cutting off my circulation. As a result, I have begun my crusade! Yes dear readers I am beginning to learn to knit my own socks. I will have those cute knee socks one day! I will knit them up in the many varied colors my local yarn store has to offer and I will flaunt them wherever I please. Why? Because colorful socks are cool, just like bow ties and fezzes. (If you get that reference kudos to you!)
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Post-Christmas
So I haven't said a word about my Christmas at my parents house. So for the most part it went well. They liked my boyfriend, no one got yelled at, and I had a relatively relaxing time. On the other hand, on more than one occasion I wanted to slap my parents and siblings.
My father only a few days into the visit comes up to me and says he hasn't seem me this happy in a long time, and then he said he's only going to say something once, "If only you'd lose your weight." That's a quote folks. Since it was Christmas and I didn't want to make a huge scene in front of the young and impressionable nephews I gritted my teeth and didn't say a word. Now if you notice he said he can see how happy I am, then why the hell do I need to lose weight?! I'm happy, I'm loved, and I have a wonderful boyfriend who thinks I'm gorgeous! Now you tell me why I need to lose weight. Why do I need to change myself when I'm obviously happy as I am? Of course he's a doctor so he'd probably say something about diabetes and heart disease. Okay sure more people who are 'overweight' end up with heart disease and diabetes, but just because I'm fat does not in any way shape or form mean I'm gonna get diabetes or heart disease. Thin people have those too for crying out loud! They are not fat-caused health issues!!
Now my mother and sisters all ride the 'lifestyle changes' wagon. They say they don't believe that dieting works, but isn't lifestyle changes just another diet? In essence with a lifestyle change you are depriving yourself of certain things over a long period of time; ie eating only a bite of cake when you want the whole bloody piece, eating one bowl of soup and then saying your full when in fact you are still hungry and want a second.
My mother and sisters didn't outright say to my face that I needed to make lifestyle changes, but I'm pretty sure that's why we got on the topic. Again I didn't want to make a scene since it was the holidays and that would have made things rather unpleasant. My weight is not fluctuating outside of norms therefore I am doing something right with my eating.
I do not need to make lifestyle changes. I do not need to lose weight. I am happy, I am healthy, I am fat. Get over it.
My father only a few days into the visit comes up to me and says he hasn't seem me this happy in a long time, and then he said he's only going to say something once, "If only you'd lose your weight." That's a quote folks. Since it was Christmas and I didn't want to make a huge scene in front of the young and impressionable nephews I gritted my teeth and didn't say a word. Now if you notice he said he can see how happy I am, then why the hell do I need to lose weight?! I'm happy, I'm loved, and I have a wonderful boyfriend who thinks I'm gorgeous! Now you tell me why I need to lose weight. Why do I need to change myself when I'm obviously happy as I am? Of course he's a doctor so he'd probably say something about diabetes and heart disease. Okay sure more people who are 'overweight' end up with heart disease and diabetes, but just because I'm fat does not in any way shape or form mean I'm gonna get diabetes or heart disease. Thin people have those too for crying out loud! They are not fat-caused health issues!!
Now my mother and sisters all ride the 'lifestyle changes' wagon. They say they don't believe that dieting works, but isn't lifestyle changes just another diet? In essence with a lifestyle change you are depriving yourself of certain things over a long period of time; ie eating only a bite of cake when you want the whole bloody piece, eating one bowl of soup and then saying your full when in fact you are still hungry and want a second.
My mother and sisters didn't outright say to my face that I needed to make lifestyle changes, but I'm pretty sure that's why we got on the topic. Again I didn't want to make a scene since it was the holidays and that would have made things rather unpleasant. My weight is not fluctuating outside of norms therefore I am doing something right with my eating.
I do not need to make lifestyle changes. I do not need to lose weight. I am happy, I am healthy, I am fat. Get over it.
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