Fat chick laments that her fat friend decided to become thin

[MatureDJ]

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On Weight Loss Surgery And The Unbearable Thinness Of Being

This was when I learned to love and admire bright and shining fat people, the ones who vibrated with joy, who refused to reject their bodies as character flaws or moral failings. The ones who resisted diet talk, the conscientious objectors to bemoaning their thunder thighs and bingo wings, their rolling bellies and wide hips. The ones who wore clothing that was bright and tight, or billowing and dark — whatever they felt like wearing. The ones who happily, loudly loved their size.

When we returned for our sophomore year, she told me the pressure had become too much. She feared for her partners’ shame, feared for more bullying from her tough love parents, feared for the jeering her thinner friends had to endure when they spent time with her.

So she got weight loss surgery.

I told her I was happy for her, and I was. She’d made a decision about how to engage with her own body. We’d often talked about how often our bodies were taken from us — from unsolicited diet advice to fatcalling, unwelcome comments about our orders at restaurants to bullying in the name of “concern.” Thinness was the only way she could truly end all of that.

But her body wasn’t the only thing that changed. As she lost weight, so much more fell away. She gushed over her new straight size clothing, and relished the femininity she was now allowed by those around her. Her attention drifted to thinner friends. She grew out her hair and dyed it. At her thinnest, she started talking about how much she hated her thighs, even at the smallest they’d ever been.

That was how I lost her. She disappeared into the warm sunlight of thinness. I returned to the role I knew best: the fattest student in class. And I learned the quiet heartbreak of losing someone who truly understood what it meant to live in a body like mine.

 

[Who Dares Win]

My friend told me that he was uncomfortable made fun of for being unemployed, his parents kept asking him about his plans while women rejected his attention and shamed him for being on welfare.

When we met after summer he told me he couldnt handle anymore the fact of asking money to his parents or accepting dinner from friends and told me he "decided to find a job".

Day after day he learned new things and before he even saw it he got hired and promoted right after, now he was finally allowed from society to feel like a worthy men and even those few things left from his past were disturbing him.

I heard his saying stuff like "I cant believe I dont know how to handle this procedure, I have to learn to get an other promotion", fast forward 2 years he is now in charge of a project and with his new life he dropped his former unemployed useless friends and only meet succesfull professional in a sea of money and hot b1tches.

This society sucks for turning a once proud and joyful couch potato to a piranha professional (