I’m off to therapy but I thought I’d do a little self care before I left. I sometimes ignore my back fat and pretend it doesn’t exist but hey, its a huge (no pun intended) part of me and I need to start appreciating it too! I declare this back fat monday and I’m celebrating what I got!
This is what my back looks like, almost exactly. And it’s the one part of me I haven’t really accepted and learned to like yet.
I love my belly, I love it at 350 lbs. and I’ll love it if it’s less or if it’s more. It’s soft and serves as a comfortable pillow for my lovers.
It’s my submission over at BigBellyBabes! I’m excited it’s gotten such an enthusiastic response, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t crying right now. Not because of all the lovely people who liked my photo or found hope in my confidence, but in things like this…
Compliments of http://indigo-road.tumblr.com or
I love my belly, I love it at 350 lbs. and I’ll love it if it’s less or if it’s more. It’s soft and serves as a comfortable pillow for my lovers.
I don’t think I’ve ever been more disgusted by the human body than I am right now from looking at this fucking disgusting blog. Why are you all so happy about being unhealthy and obese? It’s not attractive, they only make clothing that big so they can make money off dumb fat bitches. You’re fucking repulsive.
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I love my belly, I love it at 350 lbs. and I’ll love it if it’s less or if it’s more. It’s soft and serves as a comfortable pillow for my lovers.
why does she look like a fat italian mobster
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I love my belly, I love it at 350 lbs. and I’ll love it if it’s less or if it’s more. It’s soft and serves as a comfortable pillow for my lovers.
why does she look like a fat italian mobster
You know, I think everyone’s beautiful and all that shit but once you get to a point of obesity I’m going to need you to not flaunt that shit and not ENCOURAGE people to look like that. It’s disgusting and in no way cute. Obesity is not some thing you show off in a “brave” manner to show you have self esteem, you shouldn’t be obese at all because it’s unhealthy as fuck.
no
I’m sorry but no
lol why do i hate obese people so fucking much
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I love my belly, I love it at 350 lbs. and I’ll love it if it’s less or if it’s more. It’s soft and serves as a comfortable pillow for my lovers.
why does she look like a fat italian mobster
why are you following that blog
why is pants
They probably follow the blog the same reason I would: To laugh at them.
Now, I’d like to say I was crying because I feel bad that people are so narrow minded and cruel. Because people are not happy with their own bodies and need to take out their insecurities on somebody else. Those things are true. But to be completely honest, I’m mostly upset because why one earth do people feel the need to reblog a photo of me and my darling tummy if they do not like it? If I repulse you, do not look at my body. If you don’t like Big Belly Babes, don’t follow the fucking blog. I am so sorry that some people are so cruel and lead such insignificant lives that they feel the need to attack someone who obviously loves herself.
Guess what? I am beautiful. I am FAT. I am a million things. I am in love. I am Italian, as one lovely asshat pointed out. I am grieving. I am silly and goofy and happy with my life. I don’t need to lose weight to fit anyone’s standard of “healthy”. I don’t ask that any one of you go to bed with me at night, so I don’t see why you are so worried about it. I am not disgusting, and to be quite honest, any one of the people who felt the need to try and shame or guilt me into feeling bad about myself, you have failed.
I am a FAT woman, with interests and skills and talents many of you know nothing about. I find it sad that what I look like dictates to your extremely narrow mind that I am a bad or lazy or unhealthy person, because I am not, and you’ll never know that.
I feel bad for you.
This nearly had me in tears. Why do people get such enjoyment out of hurting people? How can it make you feel good to say such harmful things? How empty is your life? You know what is WAYYYYYY more disgusting and repulsive than a fat body? Your shitty fucking attitude.
You are such a babe, uglifruit. This is like the cutest picture ever. <3 Just keep doing you, lady. :)
Imperfections?
by RosaLee Ward
10.5 x 10.5” silver gelatin print, lettering scratched into emulsion
“A continuation of the body image project I began earlier this semester. I felt like I really needed to branch out from the straightforward portraiture I was doing before, and really dig into the grit of the issue.
The text was selected for each photo based on what my models told me they did not like about their bodies, or other parts of conversation I had with them while we were shooting. By ripping into the emulsion of the prints, I am representing the way in which people rip themselves apart in front of the mirror. This section of my exploration into body image issues deals specifically with things that people do not like about themselves, and I’m so proud of each of my models for being brave enough to allow me to photograph things that they don’t like about themselves.”
(RosaLee’s personal tumblr)
This is a photo of me and one of my many insecurities, taken by my best friend.
Wow…her work is beautiful. Please check it out…it’s a must!
I was talking to someone the other day about what a bummer those Jenny Craig ads are where they show the fat “before” pic of a lady in some totally concealing frock and the skinny “after” pic is always in a swimsuit. As if bigger bodies are grotesque and must be hidden and skinny bodies must be sexualized and flaunted.
I eat healthy. I exercise. I am fat. And I don’t give a fuck.
Eat that Jenny Craig.
Prepare to start seeing lots of picture of my fat ass and my thunder thighs in my swim suit.
Good day.
and they’re always getting this messages from people who always say things like, “I love curvy people, but…” and go on to accuse blog owners of ‘glorifying obesity’ and then gripe about how there’s an ‘epidemic’ of fatness in the USA and it is ALL THIS BLOG OWNER’S FAULT.
When in the real world, where the rest of us live, fat people are stared at, written off, pushed out of stores by high prices or clothes that straight up won’t fit, laughed at, only cast in anything as the butt of a joke, called names, told to wear more clothes because ‘NOBODY WANTS TO SEE THAT’, and generally treated as less-than-human, all for the HORRENDOUS CRIME of a higher body fat percentage.
I’ve never been fat, and I know there’s more to it than the aggressions I just listed, though I haven’t experienced it. I’m not here to speak for fat people.
However, I will say that fat bodies are beautiful too, and are more than the butt of a fucking joke. Telling people who are fat that’s it’s okay to love their bodies and themselves, when everything else in the world says, ‘NO THEY CAN’T’ isn’t glorifying obesity, you self-righteous asshats. It’s every human being’s right, at every size and shape.
You know what the fuck there’s an epidemic of? Self-hatred and body hatred. This attitude, that our size and how far we can run and how many salads we fucking eat is somehow virtuous, as if it says anything about a person’s character other than that they have discipline, I guess, is ri-goddamn-diculous.
Stop fucking worrying about other people and their bodies, and start worrying about your character. Everybody has a right to love their body. Everybody has a right to love themselves. Get the fuck off your high horse before a knee injury or a thyroid problem or SOMETHING, ANYTHING, drags you off of it.
“You know what the fuck there’s an epidemic of? Self-hatred and body hatred.”
Why do I post photos of my naked body? Well, I do it because I feel I need to. I don’t feel obligated or pressured but I feel that I represent a type of beauty that doesn’t get enough attention. I want to show my body in various stages of undressed, in beautiful and relaxed positions, with loving and nurturing movements. I need to show the world that I love myself, even if I’ve been taught not to. I need to show those who see my photo that I won’t go away because you’re scared of the extra weight I carry. I need to exist and this is my way of doing exactly that.
This is a response to a message left in my Ask box. Sorry I got a little ~emotional~ there for a sec, but this message really got to me. Tumblr gave me hell about uploading this, so I finally just threw it up on YouTube.
Anyways. I just want you ALL to know that if you’re ever feeling terrible and want to talk about this stuff, I’m here. I can’t fix everything, but I will always be here to listen and/or cry on webcam with you. <3
Kyla’s got half of tumblr in tears right now, no doubt. Haha. She’s got me in tears at least. <3 This is beautiful. And SO true. And I want to show this to so many people because it’s so important. <33
Dear Body,
I am in love with you for everything that you are. Don’t listen to anyone else’s psycho babble, you’re delicious and they envy you for your bold confidence.
I am sorry I was so unfair to you for so long, not accepting you for who you are, picking and prodding at your “faults” that I later came to find weren’t faults at all, more like a hundred little things that make me, me.
Society can be that ugly jealous step sister that doesn’t want you to feel good about yourself for fear of making her look bad, but you strut on body. You work it. Live your life with ambition to influence other bodies to love themselves.
Show them what its like to be happy and in love.
You are fucking fabulous, never think any less.
xoxo
Jamie
YESSSS. So proud of you, Jamie!! You are one gorgeous lady. <3
innerfatgirl made a call to all the fatties on tumblr to write a love letter to their body. Mine is more of a note you’d pass to your crush in class but whatev.
Hey body, what’s up? Nothing much here. Except actually a lot here. Because check it, I have a confession to make. I really hated you. For a long, long, long time. Like years and years. Everyone else hated you. My family would make disparaging remarks about you, at school they would laugh at you, on t.v. and in movies there were jokes at your expense. What can I say? Peer pressure!!! I figured there must be something wrong with you.
I put you through a lot. I dieted and my weight fluctuated. I stopped eating that one time in high school for about a week because I knew there wasn’t any other way to make you listen. No one noticed of course because you didn’t change. You have always been a stubborn one.
As you’ve grown with me, I’ve gotten more and more used to you. I’ve noticed the not so subtle ways that you hang and roll and jiggle and bulge. I used to find something to hate in those pudgy parts but as time has gone on I’ve come to realize something: you are me. We’re the same thing. I’m not a person in a fat body just trying to claw my way out. I’m a fat person. Period. Realizing that has changed the way I see you. I thought you were my mortal enemy, it turned out you’re my best friend.
Let’s never fight again, k?
l.y.l.a.s.,
Jen
That shirt!
If you don’t like people bitching about how fat you are, please don’t bitch about how skinny other people are.
I just think this is funny because Sophia Bush looks like a size 0 to me.
i dont let most shit get to me but god fucking damn this makes me mad
you can be all anti-fat-phobic and stuff, but that doesnt give you a right to talk shit on naturally skinny girls
i cant begin to tell you how many self esteem issues i have stemming from teasing frm other girls in middle school that would constantly harass me and tell me i was anorexic and shit
am i not a real woman because i dont have CURVES?
^^^ This. Can we just stop telling people what size their body should look like? Please?
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