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Will and I met on the Internet, purely by accident. I thought he was pretty cool and vice versa, so within a week he was at my doorstep. An afternoon together turned into an all-day affair - lunch at a cozy Italian place, him actually suffering through The Devil Wears Prada, and eventually kissing.
I went back to college, he attended Formal with me, and several frenzied, love-filled months later, a proposal. Which I accepted, naturally.
I feel like weight was never really an issue with us. At all. We just met, started hanging out, and fell in love. Neither of us had a second thought about our weights in the context of love - we loved the person, no matter what shape the person in question happened to fill. It was natural.
Five months ago, we got married. I don’t really think I’ll ever look back. I had a lot of dysfunctional relationships in my past, but the way things are now, nothing’s ever felt so right. I have someone that can look past my imperfections, my clumsiness and my awkward way with words. Someone who is supportive of anything I do. I wouldn’t give that up for the world on a silver platter. Most importantly, I haven’t had to give up any part of myself - weight, feminism, general goofiness - it’s all there, and it’s all loved, because it’s all me.

museumoffatlove:

Will and I met on the Internet, purely by accident. I thought he was pretty cool and vice versa, so within a week he was at my doorstep. An afternoon together turned into an all-day affair - lunch at a cozy Italian place, him actually suffering through The Devil Wears Prada, and eventually kissing.

I went back to college, he attended Formal with me, and several frenzied, love-filled months later, a proposal. Which I accepted, naturally.

I feel like weight was never really an issue with us. At all. We just met, started hanging out, and fell in love. Neither of us had a second thought about our weights in the context of love - we loved the person, no matter what shape the person in question happened to fill. It was natural.

Five months ago, we got married. I don’t really think I’ll ever look back. I had a lot of dysfunctional relationships in my past, but the way things are now, nothing’s ever felt so right. I have someone that can look past my imperfections, my clumsiness and my awkward way with words. Someone who is supportive of anything I do. I wouldn’t give that up for the world on a silver platter. Most importantly, I haven’t had to give up any part of myself - weight, feminism, general goofiness - it’s all there, and it’s all loved, because it’s all me.


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"You cannot tell me that fat is good. I’m sorry. Fat is horrible. I’m not saying woman need to be thin or women need to be swimsuit models or gymnists but fat is horrible. Fat looks terrible, fat is terrible for you. It’s absolutely fucking irresponsible to sit here and say for PC’s sake that we’re all okay with different body types blah blah blah but really what we’re saying is it’s okay for diabetes to be a reality for 50% of people born after 2000. It’s fucking disgusting. We have to stop being permissive of fatness. Fatness is killing kids. Skinny models don’t kill kids, eating disorders aren’t often fatal, but being an obese child is a fucking death sentence. I refuse to sit here and say it’s okay to be fat. It’s not. If you’re fat, you need to fix it. If you’re fat you’re not beautiful. You’re deplorable and I would never fuck you. You’re a bad person."

Real Talk: How Do Men Feel About Your Weight? « : TheGloss - A gloss on beauty, fashion, style, love and more

How this “article” makes me feel about humanity:

(via robot-heart-politics)

Oh. my. god.

I am SO TIRED of this bullshit.

This cannot be passed off as, oh, this is just someone’s OPINION - a shitty and an offensive one, but an opinion - because this basically speaks for mainstream society and it proclaims itself as FACT.

you want to counter diabetes? counter DIABETES. my dad has diabetes and he’s the skinniest 50-year-old motherfucker I know. Everyone can just be fine with the HORRIBLE health problems associated with eating disorders though, since they “aren’t often fatal” (?????????).

How dare people have this attitude that “if you’re fat, you need to fix it.” Like we can go around policing everyone’s bodies, like it’s easy and cheap and even NECESSARY for fat people to “fix” their bodies, like fat = unhealthy and fat = not beautiful to ALL of humanity, like many body types are not NATURAL and IRREVERSIBLE, like this is all in the name of “health” and not in the name of some fucked up beauty standard that says it’s okay for kids to have fucking eating disorders, as long as people will want to fuck them.