Day 25/30 → Most people think that body shaming only affects people who are fat (meant as a fact, not as an insult). Apparently, these people think that only larger-sized human beings fall victim to the heartless people who body shame and that they are the only ones who have feelings.
I’ve gotten used to people’s jokes. I’ve formed some form of imperviousness over remarks like
“you look like a fucking skeleton with a little bit of skin”
or “you should eat more/do you still eat???”
or “you look like a wall/surf board (since I have neither boobs nor an ass)”
in a sense that I rarely get affected. And I usually just give some witty response to people who do say these things to me.
But then at the end of the day, when I’m all alone in my room, looking at myself in the mirror, I can’t help but wonder. I wonder what it would be like if I were just a tiny bit bigger/fatter. I wonder what it would be like if I just had bigger boobs or a larger ass. I wonder what it would be like if people don’t see me as if I’m a fucking bamboo shoot or a pole.
I brush those thoughts off quickly. I don’t want to get sucked in that state where all I could think about is my body and how fucking imperfect it is because duh, nobody has a perfect body. We all have at least one flaw and imperfection—no matter how minute it/they may be.
I’m not dismissing the feelings of those who are on the fatter (again, meant as a fact, not as an insult) side of the scale but just so everyone’s aware, skinny people have feelings, too.
Wait. You know what, scratch that, WE ALL HAVE FEELINGS—regardless of size and weight and whatever else.
Why can’t we all just mind our own businesses and not continuously annoy and hurt and offend people with our insensitive comments? I may have thicker skin so I can easily brush off stupid remarks like what I mentioned above and take them all as jokes. But some people aren’t like me; some people are much, much more sensitive and would not take these “jokes” as lightly as I would.
So let’s all just stop and take a good, hard look at ourselves first before opening our mouths.
Also, not that I owe anyone an explanation but I actually do eat—a lot. It’s just that I have a seriously fast metabolism which means I don’t retain more than 60% of what I eat (this basically means I poop a lot). As a result, I don’t gain as much weight as other people regardless of how much and how many times I eat on a daily basis.
(And no, idiots, I’m not on fucking drugs and I don’t have any eating disorder. You need to get yourselves in check, seriously.)