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It took six years of struggle in an industry that favors thin and Eurocentric for Kaguya to make it to New York Fashion Week. As a second-generation Korean American, she encountered constant resistance to her weight and stigmas about her identity. She quickly discovered, she says, that the same stereotypes associated with Asian women were reinforced for Asian models: to be petite and obedient.
fat people shouldnt have to walk on eggshells around people with eating disorders and take their fatphobia without response especially when we have eating disorders ourselves
Have cellulite? You are worthy of love!
Have a big stomach? You are worthy of love!
Have stretch marks? You are worthy of love!
Fat? You are worthy of love!
It has taken me years to realize that the way you look, the body you have, has absolutely nothing to do with your worth or the ability for others to love you.
I didn’t begin to even consider dating until I was in my thirties. You see, I had been fat pretty much my entire life, and believed that no man could even consider being with me until I lost some serious weight. As I got older, I started to feel more pressure from friends and family asking if I had any plans to start dating. While I told them I had literally no interest in being in a relationship, much preferring to me on my own, in truth, I was scared no man would find me worthy of love because of my size.
It wasn’t until I had lost close to 40 pounds that I even entertained the ideas of a relationship. Feeling slightly more confident because of my smaller size (sadly, not because of my kindness, my empathy, my sense of humour, my creativity, and everything else I had to offer in a
relationship), I decided to try dating, and met my, now fiance, Brandon.
While I tried my best to maintain my 40 pound weight loss, the weight slowly started to creep back on and eventually I gained not only the 40 pounds I had initially lost, but another 60 pounds on top of that. Guess what? Brandon still loved me. Not inspire of all the stretch marks that popped up because of my weight gain. Not in spite of my now much larger stomach. Not in spite of the cellulite spreading on my thighs and bum. He loved me, and continues to love me, for everything that I am, including being fat.
What I have learned and so desperately want to share with you is that your worth as a person is not determined when you step on the scale. Your worth as a person is not determined when you grab a piece of clothing off the plus sized rack. Your worth as a person is not determined by a thigh gap or a flat stomach or a lower percentage of body fat.
YOU ARE WORTHY OF LOVE EXACTLY AS YOU ARE RIGHT NOW!