This right here. Children shouldn’t be thinking about their bodies like that. No one should be commenting on a child’s weight, or even disparaging their own weight where kids can hear them. Constant comments about how skinny my brother and I were, and hearing my mom complain about being fat, left me feeling pressure t…

Her concerns should fully revolve around how much glitter glue is available at craft time and whether or not unicorns are real.

Ahh, yes. The thin mother who calls herself fat in front of her much heavier child. Always fun.

Do you ever look at pictures of yourself and go “What the hell was I thinking??? Why did I ever think I was fat or both wasting so much time and energy on that thought??” It’s still a struggle, but I vowed that if I ever have a daughter, I’m gunna do everything in my power to make sure she doesn’t let that kind of…

Ugh that’s heartbreaking! But I love how you handled it. My mom never called me fat but she would call herself fat, which was rough because as soon as I hit puberty I weighed more than her. And was then like oh no I must be a whale if I weigh more than you! 

FUCK. I’d be fuming too. I don’t understand why people need to involve their kids in their hangups. My mother had a late in life pregnancy and never bounced back to her formerly athletic self. So all we heard were her sisters and her talking about their fatness. Or warnings about our poor eating. Or telling us to suck…

I have memories like that too. And they never go away. No matter how happy I might be in a certain outfit or something I’ll still have one of those memories nagging at the corners of my mind. Shit’s forever. 

I distinctly remember the moment I realized I had big thighs. I was in 6th grade. It’s a top level childhood terrible memory for me. We’ve got to do better for kids. 

Don’t worry, we’re a pro-unicorn household.

I think you handled that perfectly. Great job. She is lucky to have a mom who is focused on the right things but also takes these things seriously enough not to just brush it off by simply saying, “no, you’re not fat” and leaving it at that.

As I mentioned in my post, I believe she heard it from another kid in daycare. We are very careful to limit questionable influences in our own house but she’s not kept in a bubble and not every parent is limiting things the same way from their own kids.

My brother is a single parent of two girls, 8 and 7. His ex and his in-laws had the kids for 1 week in the summer. When they came home, he said they were reading labels for calorie content. They wrote him an email about the 7 year old and her weight. She is tall and solid, not fat at all. She eats healthy when she’s…

That’s some serious bullshit, I’m sorry you’re already dealing with that kind of nonsense. You can’t protect your daughter from all the toxic messages she’ll hear, but it sounds like you’re already doing a rad fucking job of modeling strong and confident behavior for her. Good luck. 

“I truly hope you realize how important setting goals are for young women, teaching them we have so much more to offer than just our bodies,” Moretz wrote.”

People ask me all the time, and I say no all the time without issue—feeling a couple of minutes of “pressure” is not harmful for the vast majority of people.

“Fly to a parade, or whatever the hell you people do.”

Yeah I’d still be pissed about that. Extra legroom on a flight is nothing to sneeze at. Honestly, if I paid $5 extra for it, I expect to get it. 

Maybe I’m a heartless bitch but I don’t understand why couples freak out about sitting next to each other. When my boyfriend and I fly, we get to our seats, immediately put on headphones, and close our eyes. I don’t need to be next to him, I spend plenty of time with him in day to day life.

“To show our continued support we are encouraging the LGBT community to travel, not only to Seattle, but to Pride events and gay-friendly destinations all over the country.”

Flying coach wasn't the humiliating part, they're objecting to being separated because they don't believe it was done in good faith.