Fat people are human beings too.
WE, i say WE because i am admitting that i am, indeed fat. because some people told me so.
my cousins, my mother, my aunts, (nope, not my friends and sisters) told me to go on a diet. they are all very straight forward when it comes to pin pointing others' bad points.
i ignored, i act like i'm deaf, i fought back.
Some went to the extend of taking drugs, no kidding here... to slim down. that doesn't make them any different from me. pot calling kettle black.
by doing so, these people are only giving me a chance to laugh at their stupidity.
Fat people deserves respect like any other beings do, we don't really fancy any part of our fat body being the butt of jokes. this is pretty obvious unless you're dumb.
If there were different figures, personal backgrounds, features and colours available for all to choose in the labour room the moment we were born. this world would be way too perfect to be true.
Was watching Tyra Show a few months back.
I'm not sure in which country, they came up with a rule that clothings for the plus size people MUST have a tag that says:
"Being over-weight is unhealthy."
(or something near this)
Camryn Manheim retorted that the same thing should be done to people who are wearing sizes that too small.
I enjoy good food.
I think there's no need to talk to my sister about what i'm facing now.
Bell overheard my conversation,
"Girl, you're not fat okay. why are you crying."
Take a look at my older pictures before you tell me that i'm fat.
my pants size used to be 34, and i've dropped all the way to i think, 30 now.
i don't think i have to hit at least 25cm to feel good about my body.
Truth be told, i don't think that i'm fat when i look at myself in the mirror.
=)
confidence? thick skinned? self delusion?
looking back at how LARGE, i was last year compared to now, i am satisfied. i don't see a need for me to continue losing weight anymore, i just want to stay my current weight.
People tell me i have a pretty feature, and i'll look even better if i'm slimmer.
TYVM, but i am not greedy.
And i really must thank those who were honest with me, telling i'm fat right in my face.
how was i supposed to react?
"thanks! i'm go on a diet right away."
"is that a fat joke?"
"take a look at yourself before you start pointing at others."
If my cellulite and jiggly fats aren't a problem to myself; owner of the fats.
i don't see how my fats could bother you.
When the world collapses on me, when i'm going through the toughest point in life. i believe that the person i love dearly would always be there.
people suspect my feelings towards my boyfriend and my answer was the above, i don't think marriage is a tombstone, i don't think commitment is a scary thing.
but now i'm having second thoughts.
I never knew making fun of fat girls can be so fun to some people.
The whole fucking world can laugh, be disgusted, joke, comment about my figure for all they want.
but not my boyfriend, definitely not the special someone.
my mother laughs at me. compares her figure with mine and claims that even someone who'd given birth to 4 girls can have a smaller bottom than mine.
what can i say?
Being fat isn’t a crime. a health risk, yes, but not a crime.
from one fat girl to the world, i’ve decided that i like who i am.
i’m confident that i’m a wonderful person with a good heart and a brilliant mind and a fat body.
there are worse things than being fat. like being ugly for example.
Beauty Lies In The Eyes Of The Beholder.
i've learnt to embrace my curves and accept my figure.
when's your turn?
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