Shoot For The Stars— Land Amongst The Dieters/Troll With A Headband
The most depressing and overwhelming part
Of my abusive relationship history
Is how fucking permanent it is
And how much it made me distrust
Myself, and my own instincts.
The most depressing and overwhelming part
Of fatphobia
Is that you can be a high school valedictorian
With many skills and interests that could potentially
Get you into law school, med school, technology or better—
Who is taught to hate themselves
And give up
Every. Single. Skill. You. Have.
Every interest that sparks within you
And focus
All of who and what you are
On losing weight and keeping it off.
Potentially then “helping others” do the same
It never seems to matter
That these people
Become professional dieters
Who make no money
Who are riddled with anxiety, guilt and shame
It never seems to matter
That these people
Abuse themselves and everyone around them—
It only matters
That they lost the weight !!!
Now you can start living your life again
What life will you live?
Ahhh, yes—
The one where your full time job
Is doing everything you can
To keep the weight off, and stay thin.
Why was my relationship so abusive?
She had all the ammo anyone could shoot—
And she chose to shoot.
Shoot for the stars. Land amongst the dieters—
Personally, I don’t think
Being thin
Contributes more to society
Than being a fat lawyer, doctor, or even a teacher—
Being a personal trainer
Only benefits one person, and that one person’s image
If all of her clients managed to lose the weight
It is them who did the work, not the trainer
But I doubt very much she feels this way
It’s like babysitting for people who are
Too addicted to molly
To have any remaining attention span
So instead, they just become
A troll with a headband.