12:01am
18th December 2010
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Okay, just for the record, this is probably the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to post on Tumblr. I’m not okay with exposing skin. At all. I don’t even like wearing tanktops/shorts around the house or around close friends. So please, take the minute or so to read this so I won’t have done it for nothing, yeah?
Some people don’t seem to realize that just because I’m skinny, doesn’t mean I want to be reminded of it every day.
They think that saying things like, “You’re so skinny! I wish I was you” and “Oh, I didn’t see you there, you just kinda looked like a shadow, or like, a stick” or “I could never fit into your clothes, I’m sooo fat, and look at you, you’re barely there” are the greatest compliments they could ever give me.
Well, they’re not.
First of all, I have never had someone who could actually be considered overweight in any way, shape or form tell me that they wish they were my size. My friends are all beautiful (and I mean EVERY ONE of them), and I wish they wouldn’t compare themselves to me solely because I happen to be a little bit smaller than they are.
And this picture? This impacted me the way anyone who thinks they’re overweight would react to a thinspiration blog. Hate to break it to you, but not everyone who wears a small size is afraid to eat a freaking cookie every now and then. I have high metabolism; I get it from my mother. I don’t even try to eat for my health. I eat like a slob. How I manage to stay in a size 0, I couldn’t tell you.
I think I speak for all thin people when I say that being called skinny gets old after a while. I always feel like I’m DEFINED as skinny. That that’s the only thing people ever notice about me, or what they take away from me when we first meet. The other day, a friend told me that in our little “group,” I was the skinny one. Not funny, or smart, or charming, or some other bullshit, no.
Jokingly being called anorexic? Not funny. Getting asked how often I eat? Not funny. Jokingly warning people to close the window before I blow away and float right through it? Not funny. Being told I weigh 50 pounds? NOT FUNNY.
It’s the same exact principle as getting called fat. You feel like that’s the only thing people see. You hate it when people point it out. You don’t want to be defined by a number on a scale. I don’t think most people understand this, but it’s very true.
If there’s anything I want people to understand, it’s that you are not a pants or a shirt or a dress size. You are not a number on a scale. You are a human being.
Jessie, you are beautiful.
this. YES. THANK YOU. EXACTLY HOW I FEEL. i love you for posting this.
<33 i wish i had the confidence you do
