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back in the day..

back in the day..

‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.

I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…

I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’

‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’

What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!

I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.

J.K. Rowling  

(via booksarethepagesoflife)

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Every day I get comment’s relating to my weight. That bugs me. Sometimes it’s a compliment “Wow, your still skinny after having a child” other times it’s vile abuse. I’ve called anorexic, been told to eat.. even friends have tried to “feed me” because I don’t eat as much as they do. It annoys me! I have never had an eating disorder of any kind! A few years back two girls on facebook decided to use my weight as way to bully. If I were ill, this was because I hadn’t eaten enough. It got me down, I started to think there was actually something wrong with my body weight, started weighing myself daily & believeing I have some sort of eating disorder. It was only one day when I read them say “No we don’t know this girl at all” When I snapped out of it & started being me again. I see people judging other based on their weight alone & that bugs me. We should all be allowed to be the person we want, whether that big or small, without the horrible judgemental comments that go along side it. I am 1OO% happy with my body, bones & all.

Every day I get comment’s relating to my weight. That bugs me. Sometimes it’s a compliment “Wow, your still skinny after having a child” other times it’s vile abuse. I’ve called anorexic, been told to eat.. even friends have tried to “feed me” because I don’t eat as much as they do. It annoys me! I have never had an eating disorder of any kind! A few years back two girls on facebook decided to use my weight as way to bully. If I were ill, this was because I hadn’t eaten enough. It got me down, I started to think there was actually something wrong with my body weight, started weighing myself daily & believeing I have some sort of eating disorder. It was only one day when I read them say “No we don’t know this girl at all” When I snapped out of it & started being me again. I see people judging other based on their weight alone & that bugs me. We should all be allowed to be the person we want, whether that big or small, without the horrible judgemental comments that go along side it. I am 1OO% happy with my body, bones & all.

back in the day..

back in the day..

‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.

I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…

I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’

‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’

What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!

I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.

J.K. Rowling  

(via booksarethepagesoflife)

(via elbuzz0)

Every day I get comment’s relating to my weight. That bugs me. Sometimes it’s a compliment “Wow, your still skinny after having a child” other times it’s vile abuse. I’ve called anorexic, been told to eat.. even friends have tried to “feed me” because I don’t eat as much as they do. It annoys me! I have never had an eating disorder of any kind! A few years back two girls on facebook decided to use my weight as way to bully. If I were ill, this was because I hadn’t eaten enough. It got me down, I started to think there was actually something wrong with my body weight, started weighing myself daily & believeing I have some sort of eating disorder. It was only one day when I read them say “No we don’t know this girl at all” When I snapped out of it & started being me again. I see people judging other based on their weight alone & that bugs me. We should all be allowed to be the person we want, whether that big or small, without the horrible judgemental comments that go along side it. I am 1OO% happy with my body, bones & all.

Every day I get comment’s relating to my weight. That bugs me. Sometimes it’s a compliment “Wow, your still skinny after having a child” other times it’s vile abuse. I’ve called anorexic, been told to eat.. even friends have tried to “feed me” because I don’t eat as much as they do. It annoys me! I have never had an eating disorder of any kind! A few years back two girls on facebook decided to use my weight as way to bully. If I were ill, this was because I hadn’t eaten enough. It got me down, I started to think there was actually something wrong with my body weight, started weighing myself daily & believeing I have some sort of eating disorder. It was only one day when I read them say “No we don’t know this girl at all” When I snapped out of it & started being me again. I see people judging other based on their weight alone & that bugs me. We should all be allowed to be the person we want, whether that big or small, without the horrible judgemental comments that go along side it. I am 1OO% happy with my body, bones & all.

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‘Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.

I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…

I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’

‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’

What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!

I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.

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