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I know I reblogged this in comic-relief, but I wanted to say more here. The internet has made being fat in public terrifying for some. When you grow up overweight, you get used to a certain amount of rejection and ridicule from the people around you. But to be subjected to potentially thousands of people laughing at you online? To be subjected to someone using your image without your consent and mocking it? Terrifying, shame-inducing, and cruel beyond measure.
Every time I decide I want to be casual and throw on sweat pants to go to a grocery store, I worry I will end up on the opposite end of some asshole’s camera phone. Every time I put on a swimsuit, it’s on my mind. All I’m trying to do is live my life, but stuff like this makes it downright frightening at times. So, I hunch over myself and try to stay invisible. I don’t care about the haters around me so much anymore. If they aren’t onboard with what I’ve got, screw em. But I couldn’t handle this amount of exposure. Few could.
For the love of all things holy and good, can we at least not worry about belly rolls at a fucking comic convention of all places? It’s supposed to be a haven for outsiders! It’s not anymore. That’s depressing as shit.
Some people try to feed me the whole ‘Well, it’s your fault that you’re fat. It’s not healthy.’ line. Okay. But since when is a stranger’s health any of your godamn business? Since when does that make it okay to ridicule someone? Cigarettes aren’t healthier than a cheeseburger, but I don’t see anyone laughing at a picture of Sailor Moon with a Camel in the corner of her mouth. It’s not about health. Don’t pretend it is. It’s about you and your gross attitude.
The ‘joke’ above is more disgusting to me than any cellulite ever could be.
I applaud you, Fat Batman, for being ballsy enough to dare to be yourself in public. For consenting to a picture, like any other cosplayer. Rock on.