I got to babysit at a park this afternoon and we went over to the pond and fed bread to the ducks and fish. It was actually a lot of fun.

The reality is that fat people are often supported in hating their bodies, in starving themselves, in engaging in unsafe exercise, and in seeking out weight loss by any means necessary. A thin person who does these things is considered mentally ill. A fat person who does these things is redeemed by them. This is why our culture has no concept of a fat person who also has an eating disorder. If you’re fat, it’s not an eating disorder — it’s a lifestyle change.

Lesley Kinzel (via curvesahead)

I will always reblog this because it is so so important. 

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I just want to nail this to every stable surface I can find. I cannot count the amount of times that I’ve seen fat folks being encouraged, cajoled, and even forced into behaviors that would be recognized as disordered eating/exercising patterns in thin folks. 

Pretty much everything that’s done on shows like The Biggest Loser would be called out as pro-ana/pro-orthorexia in a thin person. Exercising past the point that it hurts, to the point where you’re throwing up, even injuring yourself? Berating yourself because you didn’t lose ENOUGH weight this week? Constantly talking about how fat is weakness and thinness will make everything better, about how you can’t stand to be your current weight anymore? Emphasis on weight as a sign of how much control, strength, and worth you have? Viewing food as bad, as a temptation to sin? Constant sharing and talking about tips on how to minimize food intake, how to lose weight? 

That sounds exactly like every pro-ana/pro-mia blog I’ve ever seen. It’s also what fat people are told we need to be doing to ourselves until we’re thin. 

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I’m pretty sure I’ve mastered the art of clapping my hands together and catching and killing mosquitoes.

My baby Oleander. She claims anything soft and warm (such as this blanket) as hers.

4/21/14Took this when I woke up. Wearing a big baggy sleep shirt. I like my legs today.

Took this when I woke up. Wearing a big baggy sleep shirt. I like my legs today.

Breakfast was leftovers from yesterday. Ham, deviled eggs, cucumbers and dip.

First real meal of the day was chicken dipped in guacamole. I was scared the avocado wasn’t going to be ripe but I cut it open anyway and was pleasantly surprised that it was indeed ripe.

The main problem with most forms of tumblr activism.


Too many people speak generally. 

"Women act like…"

"Men always…"


Everyone is different, and the best way to make a terrible point is to lump all people of one gender, race, or sexual orientation into your stereotypical box to make a point.

Plz be smart.

All the dog breeds I want are predominantly white. I am racist when it comes to dogs. I am sorry.