“People who could have lived full, happy lives in the bodies that they have now are literally going to die trying to be thin while this company rakes in millions, even billions, in profits.”
“So, how is the body supposed to tell between starvation and a diet? It can’t.”

"for 40,000 years the primary threat to the majority of humans tended to be not getting enough to eat. In fact, this was true until the end of World War II in the United States and is still true in many Third World countries (and for some in the West as well) today. Since starvation was common, our bodies learned to hold onto weight at all costs. Any time our bodies experience lack, they learn to be more efficient in holding weight: i.e. the body that experiences lack increases the set point. Children who experience famine have very efficient bodies – bodies designed to hold onto fat. People who experience starvation repeatedly will have bodies that get better and better at holding on to fat.

So, how is the body supposed to tell between starvation and a diet? It can’t. All the body knows is that the signals (signals of hunger or craving) it is sending are being ignored. And the only way it knows to respond is as if there is a famine. It holds onto weight and creates a demand for high calorie foods. And so the diet fails for the majority of us.”

~Talking Fat, by Lonie McMichael, PhD (via loniemc)

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Reblog this if you started worrying about your weight before you were even 16










The notes make this really depressing as a guy reading this :(

I think I was about 11 maybe 12. Me and my mum went on a diet together for the first time.

im not even 16 yet and im really self concious about my tummy flab

I was in fifth grade… That’s the earliest I remember worrying about it. I’d had my tonsils out, lost an unsafe amount of weight, and then gained all of that back plus some when I was able to start eating again. I was super neurotic about it from then on. And in retrospect, I wasn’t anything like fat then. I AM fat now. But I’m also confident enough to realize that I’m sexy as fuck, fat and all.

I think it was around eighth grade or so, I was really bothered by my poochy tummy (you know, the one _all_ girls have because that’s where our girl-stuff is). I’d like to go back in time and show that girl my ‘mother’s apron’ and smack her upside the head.

I was about twelve and a half. I got my first period on August 8th and a couple of days later, my mom, grandma, and aunt cornered me and gave me an oh-so-sympathetic-faced lecture on how I was “too big for [my] age” and it would be sooo easy for me to lose weight now that I was having periods (???). I’d been called “chubby” (but looking back at pictures, I really wasn’t…) since third grade, but that’s when I started feeling bad about my weight in particular.

Dude, wtf is wrong with your family?? >:(

So many things. >.< My mom’s side of the family are proud of their thick skins and confrontational personalities (and then there’s me with thin skin and fear of arguments, so much fun). I don’t think there’s a single older-than-me female relative who hasn’t gotten in my face about my weight. Like, I understand very well how big a girl I am, thank you, harping on it has obvs helped thus far! xP

In year 6, I remember sitting in the car the day we got our school photos back and being really upset with mine, because I thought it made me look fat. I would have been eleven or so. 

I was probably 10 or 12? My mom was always saying ‘stand up straight’ and ‘hold your tummy in’.



Cora talks about plus size shopping [x]

Cora is the baddest babe 😍 love her!

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Princesas da Disney plus size, pois como diz o rei Roberto Carlos: “Quem foi que disse que tem que ser magra para ser gostosa?”



Omg! These are beyond amazing!! Love love love.

These are so cute!

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Don’t trust people who don’t have fat friends.

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from Viz magazine

I’ve often lamented that I need a t-shirt that says “I have a fucking head you know.”

Someone needs to make that shirt. Now.

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Sure you won a Grammy for your first CD and an Oscar for your first film, but are you thin? You’re the governor of a state and people want you to run for President, but are you thin? You’re thin now so we expect you to maintain that obsessively so that you are never not thin. You eat nourishing foods and move your body regularly, but are you thin? You’re a great mother but are you thin? You’re a successful business person but are you thin? You’re 4 years old but are you thin? You’re 94 years old but are you thin? You cured cancer but are you thin?

Enough already.


[Series of texts by @fatnutritionist, which read: “People are mad at me because they ‘work so hard’ to be fit or lose weight. They have told me this explicitly. It implies that they think my rejecting the values they subscribe to can somehow take away the fitness they’ve worked for. That is totally delusional. If you’ve worked hard for fitness, no amount of fat people rejecting stigma can take that away. So this is obviously not actually about fitness, at all. It’s about the other thing they ‘worked hard’ for: social status. They DO think, and they know, that the social status they have worked hard to earn, through ‘fitness,’ can be devalued. It can be devalued if the hierarchy that rewards them is crushed. Crushed by people rejecting stigma. We can’t take away your fitness or whatever weight you’ve lost. But we can devalue those things by destroying fat stigma. So they are afraid of us, and for good reason. If fat people aren’t stigmatized, then there is no more thin privilege. Remember always, fat people: People are afraid of you because you have an awesome power - to destroy the hierarchy. If they were not afraid of losing their place in the hierarchy, they would not come after you so viciously.” All tweets were accompanied by the hashtag, #notyourgoodfatty]

Read the full thread of Michelle’s tweets on Storify.

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