iris1477
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iris1477

Here’s the thing about promoting obesity - it’s an illogical belief that showing a happy, sexy fat person is going to suddenly make everyone want to be fat. If that was how things worked, no woman would be over a size six and all men would have six packs. We are inundated with images of thin people. On tv, in movies,

My primary concern is that my stomach would burn to a crisp instantly, having never seen the bright light of day

...thanks.

1.) Get a roll of raw cookie dough. Let it sit out to soften it up a bit.
2.) Go stand in her doorway / cubicle. Open your mouth wide and squeeze that raw cookie dough magic straight into your mouth-hole.
3.) Stare at her, unblinking, as you eat the dough, letting a little bit ooze out of the corners of your mouth.
4.)

And yet you felt the need to comment that you wouldn’t congratulate someone for being happy. You sound like a peach.

If your doctors, nurses, PAs, whomever, are making you feel bad for your illness, you should find a new practice. Because that’s not okay. You are seeing them in order to get healthy, and you can’t do that when they make you feel bad. Your body is not a moral failing.

That sucks and it’s kinda funny since “low-fat” and lean cuisine are not the most effective way to lose weight or stay lean.

How did you handle her comments and shit? I’d want to stare her right in the eyes as I ate a burrito.

I wore a bikini for the first time in my life two years ago. I had never worn one, because of all of the shame I’d felt for having a yo-yo body (from average-to-fat and back again) all my life. Then I saw this rainbow bikini, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to wear it. And I decided that haters may hate, but in

I had a coworker at my last job who was routinely furious that, even though I was fat and she wasn’t, I still allowed myself to enjoy food while she subsisted in Lean Cuisine and fat-free yogurt. It made her SO angry, and she just couldn’t shut up about it—she’d hover around my cubicle at lunch time and make comments

I’ve been obese most of my life and am only now, at almost 40, partnering with a therapist to find a way to make peace with my external self. Up until now, the only physical part of me I’ve ever liked in any way is my tattoos...and I suspect that’s in part because I get to choose them, turning the flesh that society

I think a lot of people do equate skinniness with happiness. They work and suffer and try and obsess so that they can get to a size or weight where they think ‘happiness’ lives. And some of them manage to do that. So they think they’ve ‘earned’ their happiness. They ‘earned’ that boyfriend (who would dump them in a

I think people who aren’t happy with themselves get jealous of those who are. It’s pretty pathetic.

You are doing the lord’s work, Jia. Hope you brought some snacks.

Why even bother titling it “Jem and the Holograms”? Just call it “The Diary of a Reluctant YouTube Star” or some other garbage. Now I know how those dudes who were mad about the all-female “Ghostbusters” movie felt...

You are so cute I want to punch you in the face.

You are correct. I don’t see anything about a performance-synthesizing computer projecting holographic images controlled by Jem’s earrings. Nor do I recognize any music. Without those two things, why call it “Jem” at all?

where is she

You know what’s more telling than white powder on a nostril? A broken blood vessel on a nostril.