After reading this thread a few times, I figured since I am a local "fatty", *it only appropriate that I "weigh" in. To which I make no apologies. I fully understand the stigma, where as with one word, FAT, that metamorphoses between the magnificent creature I am, switches to, fat=gross, disgusting, undisciplined, inferior and worthless.
I never used to be fat, 37 yrs of being the ideal weight, so I understand both sides. I've competed in Spartans great race, twice, tough mudders, and countless half marathons. Natural athlete, I enjoy being physical. NEVER eat fast food, I couldn't recall the last time I went to a drive thru. *However, After the lose of a child, my world seemed to cease. Maybe this is too much private information. And certainly not an excuse, although retreating into yourself, changes your outward appearance. I just never knew that having an ass the width of an ax handle, meant I was no longer a brilliant mind, a beautiful woman, outstanding parent, and highly regarded by my colleagues in my non naughty career. That my masters degree meant nothing, and all I was, could be summed up by one word...FAT!
Fat shaming is blatant racism. The prejudice of sizism against fat people is an acceptable practice in the western world. This simple descriptive word, has been given a derogatory meaning. Holding hands with the assumption that a person's fat is produced as a sublimation of other psychological problems.
There isn't much I can say that hasn't already been touched on in this thread, other than to offer a few of my own experiences as an SP. Considering there is so much shame and finger pointing within this industry already, I was certainly shocked when I started to be harassed for being fat. To know one of my haters, was himself 300lbs, really fucked with my mind. When a grown man takes time out of his day to read my profile, then send me links to Jenny Craig, I have to wonder. To read remarks on this site condemning men for choosing to see a bbw. Or the fella, who booked an app, came, put his envelope down, spit on me, slapped me around, called me disgusting pig, picked up his envelope and left. I assume this is okay, because I am after all, just fat. *Not *too mention the countless emails just telling me I am disgusting, go on a diet. REALLY?? We are not playing in the sand box any more, why does one feel they can still bully people around. Hiding behind the safety of their computer, bullies are in their element. I have seen men, who admittedly wont review me, for fear of being harassed. Because there normal pooning habits have been a specific body type. They apologize, and I shake my head. How sad that the shaming trickles down.
Sex and sexuality is delivered in many forms.*
*I have to tell you, I made two poached eggs on toast for breakfast, ate one, and waited patiently for that magic porthole to a third world country to open up in my kitchen, to no avail. Thank you baby jesus, I am not personally responsible for someone else's condition.