Fat acceptance doesn’t simply advocate in favor of fatness. Fat acceptance is also about rejecting a culture that encourages us to rage and lash out at our bodies, even to hate them, for looking a certain way. It’s about setting our own boundaries and knowing ourselves, and making smart decisions about how we live and treat ourselves, and ferociously defending the privacy of those choices. It’s about promoting the idea that anything you do with your body should come from a place of self-care and self-love, not from guilt and judgment and punishment. It’s about demanding that all bodies, no matter their appearance or age or ability, be treated with basic human respect and dignity. That’s the world I’d like to build. For all of us.
Lesley Kinzel (via internal-acceptance-movement)
I hate the word fat, in every sense of the word. It’s mean and nasty, and just sounds bad. I will teach my children there’s three words we never say: shut up, stupid and fat. I’m watching an Adele concert on KET and I think she is one of the most beautiful people in the world. Also, I ran 20 miles today. I crossed a bridge and went to another state and then came back. I still can’t feel my legs, but I’m wearing heels tomorrow, so I guess that’s a good thing?
When you love someone, there’s a pattern to the way you come together. You might not even realize it, but your bodies are choreographed: a touch on the hip, a stroke of the hair. A staccato kiss, break away, a longer one. It’s a routine, but not in the boring sense of the word. It’s just the way you’ve learned to fit.
sometimes my Pandora station steals the words right out of my mouth. Ingrid, you are wise beyond your years.