Imagine society labelling you as part of something called
the obesity epidemic.
Imagine your body being unacceptable in every new space you
walk into.
Imagine trying for years to lose weight, only to gain it
back eventually.
Imagine being looked at as weak, inferior, lacking
discipline because of your type of body.
Imagine wedging yourself into an airline seat, trying to
make yourself smaller so not to offend the person next to you.
Imagine never seeing a body like yours in advertising –
except as a before picture.
Imagine only being able to shop for clothes in one or two
stores in a mall.
Imagine only being able to buy shoes at many outlet malls.
Imagine going to the doctor and their only prescription is
to lose weight – a prescription that only works 5% of the time.
My body is not an epidemic.
I am not a problem to be solved.
I will not continue to allow the systems that have oppressed me to
continue while I silently participate in the madness of diet culture. Fat phobia is a socially acceptable
marginalization of people. I don’t need
to be thin to be healthy. I don’t need
to be thin to be fully whole.
