Greetings, fellow naturally thin-ish people.
I’d say “thin people,” but most of us are a few years past the point that the angles on our face were perfect no matter what we ate, or our asses could stop traffic. If not? We soon will be. But I’m speaking, here, to the non-fat. The wee. The svelte. The thin. The fast-metabolismed. The genetic lottery winners.
You know who you are. We don’t count calories, we can spend entire days without thinking about our body sizes, and while we may feel like shit about how we look, we certainly aren’t told that it’s all our fault.That’swhoweare. If not? Quietly leave. I’m not talking to you.
Are they gone?
So hello, thinnish people.
I have some distressing news for all of us, and it comes straight from the fat horse’s mouth:
We don’t get to talk about thin shaming like…
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