skinny is not any healthier than fat. fat is extremely important for your body to be able to take shocks. my grandpa had a stroke bc he ate whatever he wanted and recovered in a week. my grandma was extremely skinny and didn’t eat well and did not recover for more than a month. those shitheads will never bother seeing your life or seeing you. they don’t care to make sure you’re happy and healthy, they only care about being shits. so fuck them. Live well. be happy. we’re rooting for you.

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Yeah, I’d like to see fatphobic fuckwads take on my mother, who has the same genetic high cholesterol that I inherited, but at fifty-eight has NOT ONE SINGLE calcification in her arteries.

Meanwhile, both my grandfathers died of invasive and horrifying cancers, but the one built like a tree trunk made it a number of months longer than the thin one. Make of that what you will. (Dammit, Papa and Grandpa, I miss you. And it’s been a decade and a half.)

im sorry you have to deal with stupid fatshaming and shitty society standards on top of undoubtedly other, more important things but i wanted to share a few things that helped me. my family is east asian and the standard there is size zero. period, and its related to gender roles and a whole host of stupid shit. listen, being skinny will not keep you from dying one day. being skinny will not guarantee happiness. the people who disrespect you for not being size zero will probably never respect u

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Thank you, anon. The major problem is that a lot of it is in my head. I’m at “get hit on by creepy men in the street” size, not “get told to eat salads” size, and I know that I have a lot of thin privilege compared to some. I still don’t like feeling that my body is doing things independent of any control I can have.

Doesn’t help that I have a crippling fear of death. 😦