Last week Sue O’Lear (@MrsFatass) wrote a great blog post about her anxiety over her upcoming Zumba® certification class. The main concern she wrote about was
WHAT IF I AM THE FATTEST PERSON THERE?
Ugh. That feeling is so familiar. Even though I’m not overweight now, I was for so much of my life that being “the fattest person there” is an all-too-familiar, so-very-uncomfortable feeling. I can remember elementary school birthday parties, summer camp sessions, high school dances, and even work events where I definitely felt like the fattest person there. Sue’s ability to face her insecurities head on, and even turn them around to her advantage, is inspiring.
But as I read some of the comments that people left to encourage her, I got really sad. There were a number of comments referring to thin women as “sticks” or “twigs,” and discussing them in a negative context. While they were defending Sue from being judged for her size, they seemed to be doing the same to people who may be underweight.
Is this really as far as we’ve come? We are quick to defend people who are overweight, but still willing to dismiss someone as a skinny b*tch?
What will it take for us to stop judging others based on their size?