Disheartening Conversations

Today I had a disheartening conversation with someone that just wasn’t going to get it. The more they talked weight loss and diet at me and the more I replied, the worse it got. I’m a fat liberationist and a really good self-advocate, and the whole thing just left me feeling TIRED. I had hit a wall, and it just made me want to give up. But, as I was brooding about it later and thinking it through, I remembered a few things:

  1. I’m not alone in this fight. When I need support or someone to lift up my spirits, I know where to go.

  2. So much of what this person was spouting back at me was diet-industry programmed, media reinforced bullshit. I am happy that I can identify it for what it is.

  3. Sometimes, those moments where you hit a wall and want to give up are the moments that are telling you it’s time to get louder if it’s safe for you to do so.

  4. Just living my life as a loud, “difficult,” proud fat person is a radical act, and sometimes it’s enough to just keep showing up and living my life.

  5. Boundaries are radical as fuck. I wlll still say that diet and weight loss talk and talk about bodies in general is not acceptable conversation to have with me. Anyone who doesn’t like it, doesn’t need the pleasure of my company.

I am always going to be in my little corner of the world trying to make it a little better for the people around me. There’s no one way to do that. Today was disheartening. Tomorrow I’m going to take my 400-pound self back out into the world and live. Just try and stop me.

Also, I looked sexy as hell today. Everyone else can suck it.

Also, I looked sexy as hell today. Everyone else can suck it.