I Will Not Be Fat
We live in an age of expanding waistlines. We live in an age of sedentary jobs, fast food, and easy lives. We live in an age of laziness. We live in an age where labor has become an indicator of social status.
Those that actually get up to do things have become reviled. Hated. Outcast. Weight has become an indicator of normality.
I’m quite happy to be strange.
But, sadly, being thin is viewed as an indicator of being undesirable. Vain. Lower class. Poor. The thin are hated and shunned, cast out for the ludicrous crime of carrying heavy things for a living, or, worse yet, choosing to take good care of their bodies.
We live in an age where denial has become a way of life. Society has taken the easy way out. Rather than working toward being less fat, we, as a nation, have instead chosen to simply deny that being overweight is unhealthy. We have chosen to ignore the fact that size small is simply not sold in many stores. We have chosen instead to view gluttony as normal, laziness as desirable.
The jobs that are the most praised in our society involve minimal physical activity. To prove that we’re good enough, we become fat.
I am tired of being hated for being thin.
I am tired of being blamed for “hogging all the metabolism.”
I am tired of dating being difficult because I refuse to date fat women.
I am tired of constantly hearing negative comments because I am thin, but being told not to even think of others as fat.
I am tired of being an outcast because I have chosen to take care of my body.
I am tired of seeing my country slowly eat itself to death.
I am tired of laziness being a way of life.
But no matter how tired I get, I will not be one of you.
I will not be fat.