Skinny bitches...

The BBQ Pit
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I’m the skinny, bitch.

I’m tallish (5’8") thin (maybe 120lbs) and white (freckles!)

Cut it with the bullshit. Happy fucking mothers day to me. These are the kinds of things said to me yesterday:“You are starting to embarrass me you are so thin.” “Good god, if it is even possible you look thinner in that dress than you do in a swim suit.” “Oh I’m sure you wear an extra-small or toddler size shirt.”

Now, for the record, I’ve been thin for most of my life. (I gained about 50lbs for about a year or two) but besides that, I’ve definitely been on the thin side.

No I’m not fucking anorexic.
No, you don’t need to sign me up for food stamps.
No, I am not like this JUST to piss you off.
NO, I do not think it makes me any more or less a person. To be honest, it was easier being fat.

Here’s a clue. It isn’t about you. You don’t get to say shit to me because I’m thin, any more than I get to say shit to you about you being fat.

Stop being vindictive, insecure, shallow, mean and, well, fucking pathetic.

I had no idea how fucking mean people could be towards skinny folks until I put on weight. All the sudden, I heard all the comments that don’t get said. And for the first time in my life I was invisible. No one ever commented about my weight. No one ever dared to say shit about needing to lose weight, or needing to eat less. It was so damned liberating to NOT be the object of their derision and insecurities, I often wonder if I would be happier if I was in a class of body that was “off limits.”

If I can’t call you a fat bitch, then keep your fucking insecurities to yourself.

My husband is overweight. His weight does not bother me. His general lack of health bothers me. I want him to eat right/better because I don’t want him to drop dead of a heart attack before he is 50. He has terrible eating habits. He eats like his family. They eat shit food and lots of it. Then they get to throw barbs at me on mothers day (My second one ever as a mother) because I’m thin.

Fuck you. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

And I’ll never tan or have curly hair either. So shut the hell up about that while you are at it.

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I’m sorry you have to put up with that. You’re completely right, of course. Whether a person is fat, skinny, or somewhere in the middle, their weight is no business for others to comment on.

I can only suggest that you answer back with something so profoundly rude and pointed, they’ll hesitate to open their mouths at all if you’re around. “Cum burping gutter whores” has quite the nice ring, don’t you think?

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God, I’d just kill to have your body. It must just be so much easier to find clothes in a size 8! Oh, you must eat like a bird to be so thin! Or are you one of those lucky bitches who can eat whatever she wants? Me, I just watch a pizza commercial and I gain 5 pounds!

(whipered aside) I bet she makes herself puke every fucking day. That’s sooo bad for you.

(this dramatization brought to you by OneCentStamp, 225 pound male ;))

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I had this problem all my life. It’s amazing what people will say right to your face. I realize it’s not as bad as saying it to fat people because is it more socially acceptable to be thin, but it’s still pretty damn nervy.

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Sing it, Auntbeast!

You forgot the part where people bring you food or actually put food on your plate, unasked, “because you need it.” :mad:

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ummm. How YOU doin?

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Stab them with a greasy fork, Auntbeast.

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My wife gets this from family members, her Mom, and my Mom. Irritates her to no end, and I think she has a complex about it.

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You sound like my wife – she is six inches shorter, but she weighs 90lbs soaking wet, with occasional peaks around 95lbs. She hates the thin comments. She hates how hard it is to find stuff to wear. She dreads going home where her family will tell her how she’s getting thinner and needs to eat more.

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Its easy. If this crap starts up at dinner, simply reply. “I’m on a Liver diet. Human livers. May I have some more Chianti please…?” Lets face it: Fuckers who won’t let our body size/shape alone need a rude and public come-uppance. If only for the fact that breaking their skulls with a bat at the table is so 1920’s…

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Don’t forget to sing while you do it.

♪ What do I want on the end of my fork… I want pork! ♪

poke poke poke

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I had this problem all my life until about a year or two ago. A few weeks ago another woman asked me when I was due.

Why, no, no I’m not pregnant, thanks. :frowning:

But on the whole it is liberating not to have people talking about me eating all the time. “Oh you’re so thin, I could never eat that!” “You really need to eat more than that.” “Are you on a diet or something?” Unfortunately, I only gained weight between my waist and my knees and I really am trying to take it off, something I’m definately not accustomed to dealing with! But I’m not going to say “You’re so lucky!”, I promise.

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I only gain weight from the elbows in and the knees up. While I am thin and tall, I really don’t carry weight very well. At any recommended weight, I look very thick through the middle. Stick a few toothpicks in a tennis ball and you get the idea. The only time in my life I ever fit on those ideal weight charts when I was, by all accounts, fat.

Of course, that was when my husbands mother and sister accepted me the most. Now I have the nerve of being skinny AND recently pregnant. Since you know, you are supposed to keep that baby weight on.

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How the heck did you make musical notes?

Oh yeah, the OP - nobody has the right to abuse other people for any reason; if people are getting all over your boundaries, it’s up to YOU to tell them to knock that shit off. If they can’t or won’t act decently, then it’s up to YOU to limit your contact with them.

And if you’ve already done all that, and you just see them once a year or whatever, then come here and bitch afterwards. :smiley:

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Auntbeast, I’m an obese male, who’s been so his whole life. I am so sick of having strangers saying anything about my body. I am just as pissed to hear you’ve been getting the other end of the same treatment.

There are two, three classes of people who can legitimately talk about someone’s body mass: Family; one’s own medical professionals; and one’s employer, if there’s some reason to believe that the body mass in question may affect someone’s ability to fulfill the needs of the job. And even then, having a legitimate reason to talk about it doesn’t translate into carte blanche to say anything at all. Other than that, people need to get a healthy dose of Shut The Fuck Up shoved down their throats.

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And of those three, family has the prerogative to say something ONCE, and then they should get in line at the STFU buffet. Nagging someone every Thanksgiving - or every week - is not OK.

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Aw, I knew I forgot something.

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As a formerly morbidly obese woman, I agree with this rant.

However, if you don’t think people aren’t “allowed” to comment on fat peoples’ sizes, you are mistaken. :slight_smile: Trust me - it happens, and it happens often and cruelly.

VCNJ~

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Preach it sister.

Really “Ew, are you anorexic?!?!” is a moronic thing to say to anyone. Jesus - what would the person do if you said “Yes.”?

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Do you ever get the “Go ahead and have some cheesecake, you’re skinny, you don’t need to watch what you eat” thing?