I need to get something off my chest... There's a lot of talk about body shaming. Ridiculing people for being what someone deems as "too fat." Another girl gets told to "eat a hamburger" because she's too thin. Seemingly no one is safe from bodyshaming, with each party staking their claim as the MOST RIGHT and refusing to view it from the other side's perspective. My views on the topic are quite lengthy and a subject for another day. Today I wanna vent to you about FOOD SHAMING. |
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So if you've read my blog before or follow me on twitter, you'll know that I have the eating habits of, wait, what was it my friend said this morning? Oh yes...
"A malnourished, low income child."* And my fridge has oft been compared to that of a young male bacherlor, living on his own. IT contained an almost empty carton of milk, two six-packs of beer, a carton of eggs I couldn't remember buying, and a package of hotdogs. *PLEASE NOTE: This was after I told her I was eating a pizza lunchable at 10am and would probably have another one at lunchtime. But those things are DAMN tasty. LEGIT.
The image to the left completely describes my feelings on salad. I would totally do that. Because diet has always been my biggest nemesis in "being healthy." My co-workers freak out and ask me what's wrong if they see me eating vegetables. At the Thanksgiving potluck, I actually ate an entire plate of meat. Nary a vegetable to be found. No, seriously. Ham and roasted turkey breast. That's it. |