Name is Autumn. 22 y.o. NorCal. Proud Doula, amateur MUA, burgeoning Fat Activist, soon-to-be-graduating college student.
But seriously though, people aren't saying you look like Adele because of y'all's bodies- I'm pretty sure you could actually be twins. If that's a good thing! If you don't want to look like Adele, then, psh, what are they talking about? Either way, you're super gorgeous all on your own
Hahaha well thank you. I actually really like to hear that I look like her. I think she is so beautiful.
what they say: you look kind of like adele
what they mean: you’re a fat woman and also pretty ???
THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH!!! And here I get told that like once a day :’(
if i lay here
if i just lay here
do u think i’d still pass all of my classes
I just discovered the joys of the messy top knot! Dang this is like the perfect college hair style for me lol. And by messy I do mean messy.
"aren’t you afraid that you fail your exam?"
man these posts are speaking to my life right now
Are you a fat shaming bully? Signs you are part of the problem:
- Feels superior in comparison to overweight or obese people
- Makes jokes about fat people seen in public or in the media
- Teases friends/family about their weight in attempt to be “funny”
- Allows for family members to make fun of fat people
- Views thinness as an attribute of success, happiness, or self control
- Critical and judgmental of others. Assumes weight is a lifestyle choice
- Makes assumptions of personal character/morality based on appearance/size
- Views diets as a quick fix and easy solution to weight issues (research shows diets = weight gain)
- Looks down on others who do not adhere to “clean eating”
——Psychology Today, “Are You a Fat Shamer?” by Jamie Long, Psy.D. 9/25/13
I get a lot of questions regarding my personal journey with weight. I will try to give as quick of a summary as I can.
I was “overweight” since I was a toddler. This freaked my family out, because I am literally the only fat person in my family. Everyone else is thin (except for a few relatives by marriage). Although I know a lot of people’s weight gain is due to hereditary reasons, it wasn’t in my case. Here is a picture of me at age 3:
When I was 9 and a half I went through puberty. I was still overweight, almost 5 feet tall, and full boobs, menstrual cycle, etc. My pediatrician referred me to some specialist who wanted to put me on hormone therapy, because they believed that I had hit my growth spurt too early, and would never reach 5 feet tall. Due to possible adverse side affects, my family (thankfully) declined for me.
At age 12, I had another growth spurt and hit 5’ 4” (where I am today). It was also that year that I reached 220 pounds. That is how much I currently weigh. Despite the fact that my blood glucose and other tests came out fine, my pediatrician continued to bombard me about weightloss, interrogate my family about what I was eating (which was the same as everyone else in my family. I was raised vegetarian and greasy/fried foods were off limits), and use scare tactics about what my future would be with ‘heart disease’ and ‘type 2 diabetes’. Sadly, back then I didn’t see this as medical fat shaming. I just saw it as people saying something was wrong with my body.
At age 16, still weighing 220 pounds, my family ‘strongly encouraged’ me to try dieting. I was already training and performing with a competitive Tahitian dance group for 5 years, so I wasn’t about to increase my daily exercise. So at 16 I decided, fine, I will try dieting. I kept a journal and kept track of everything I ate. After a couple weeks I dropped my caloric intake to 1500. I was hungry. I was grumpy. Then I dropped to 1200. I hated it. I was no longer doing this for me. I was doing this because my family and my doctor seemed to have so much riding on this. I finally dropped my daily calories to 1000. I knew what the calories were in almost all the foods I ate without having to look them up. I denied myself things like bread rolls and sandwiches. I was miserable and obsessed, and yet the people around me didn’t see anything wrong with this. They preferred the obsessed, grumpy me instead of the happy fat me.
In 6 months on this restrictive diet, I lost 60 pounds. I continued keeping daily logs of what I ate for about 2 and a half years, during which I remained at 160 pounds. These pictures are when I was 18 years old and 160 pounds:
Those pictures were taken the first couple weeks of my freshman year of college. Shortly after, now that I was away from my fatphobic family and doctor, I gave up my calorie counting and dieting. And during my freshman year of college I went back to 220 pounds. And I was SO much happier!
But my story doesn’t end there. Yes, I was happy with my weight and who I was. I didn’t even diet for my wedding at age 21! My family, of course, was not as happy. But since they chose to not even attend my wedding because they didn’t approve of the guy I was marrying, I started to care less and less of their opinion. And then about 1 year ago, I was visiting with my in-laws. They offered to pay for a month of Weight Watchers for me. They didn’t mean this in a hurtful way, but it still bothered me. I agreed, and started attending. During the first meeting we went around in a circle saying why we want to lose weight. I said, “So my family and in-laws will be proud of me”. And they applauded. They applauded. As if that reason is an acceptable reason for losing weight.
During that first month on Weight Watchers I lost 7 pounds. However I realized that I was going down that same slope as before. In the college cafeteria I would deny myself the food I actually wanted. I had already memorized the ‘Points Plus’ of most foods I would eat. I was obsessing again. So I lied and told my friends, family, and in-laws that I could no longer afford the membership. But in reality, I quit and never looked back.
And then I found the Fat Acceptance movement. There was so much to learn and gain from other women’s experiences, and I’m happy that I have contributed towards it as well.
Fat shaming fuels the fad diet industry and unrealistic fitspiration. It can lead to weight gain.
It isn’t really about “concern” for anyone’s health because health cannot be determined by the number on a scale.
Beyond that, even unhealthy bodies are acceptable.
Optimal health and fitness isn’t always possible, and it is never owed.
So criticizing others’ bodies for not meeting an arbitrary standard of acceptable minimum health, especially when we all do things that potentially compromise our health mentally and physically, isn’t a demonstration of loving concern.