Thin people dealing with fatphobia sucks. I’ve had too many thin friends with eating disorders, and disordered eating, and known too many people who leapfrog from one diet to the next their whole lives, to say that it doesn’t suck for them.
But to be honest, thin people dealing with fatphobia is just thin people trying not to look like me. It’s thin people panicking because they’re 5lbs closer to looking like me this week, and lamenting how they can’t have cookies or soda or else they’ll look like me, and going to the gym not so much to be healthy but out of constant crushing fear of looking like me. As though NOT looking like me is worth everything they hate doing but force themselves to suffer through and everything they love but deprive themselves of.
As though looking like me is the worst thing they could possibly imagine.
And if you don’t understand how damaging that is, you can honestly just get the fuck out of my face.