Ignoring or being disgusted by fat people has become an acceptable form of prejudice—and that’s simply not acceptable.
In my journey to try and love and accept myself the way I am—after hating my body and trying to change it for about twenty years—I have discovered that hating fat is something that’s been branded into my psyche. It’s not natural; any child will accept people no matter their size until they are conditioned, whether by adults or peers who have also been conditioned, to hate fat and fat people.
“Fat people are lazy” is one of the most common stereotypes you’ll hear. You’ll also hear that being fat means you smell, you are stupid, and that you are a drain on the economy. And above all else, it means you are unattractive. After buying this pack of crap for two decades, it’s taken some real effort to stop that line of thought and start to really accept people—accept myself—the way we are.
