So, this charming piece of crap appeared in my mailbox last week.
Jillian wants ME! to lose weight. Does she know me? Does she know every single person this was mailed to? No, no she doesn't. It's a piece of direct mail that landed in the mailbox of thousands, maybe even millions of people last week.
You know what I want? I want Jillian to mind her own fucking business.
Here's the thing. I could be a thin person with no need to lose weight. I could be an average sized healthy person with no need to lose weight. In other words, I could be one of the more than 50% of Americans who are average or below average in weight.
I could be recovering from an eating disorder, and therefore triggered by this random assault on my recovery. I could be a fat person who is struggling to live fat acceptance. I could be a fat person who is SICK AND FUCKING TIRED OF STRANGERS GETTING IN MY FUCKING BUSINESS. I could be a woman who is tormented by those "last five pounds" I think I need to lose, even though I am a perfectly healthy person with a perfectly healthy weight. I could be a person whose prescription meds, disability, or illness has caused me to gain weight, and I KNOW I've gained weight, and I'm uncomfortable with it, but I can't do anything about it without compromising my health. I could be a fat lazy gluttonous Fatty McFatterson who hears from everyone, all day, every day, that I am a Bad Person because I'm fat. Jillian has no business telling anybody they should lose weight. Screw you, lady, and get out of my mailbox. Stat.
I once spent a whole ass-load of time filling out forms and mailing letters in order to prevent direct mail garbage landing in my mailbox, and somehow all those do-not-mail directives have expired, so here they are again.
You know who wants to hear this shit from Jillian? Exactly nobody.
Holiday cheer.
18 hours ago
2 comments:
prescription meds, disability, or illness has caused me to gain weight,
Thank you, depakote, which has not only not prevented my migraines but has also caused me to gain weight AND IS MAKING MY HAIR FALL OUT.
My new drug's potential side effects are just that I might develop suicidal feelings.
Oh, well that's alright, then, innit? Sigh. I have developed migraines the last few years and have not yet seen a doctor for them. They're not entirely debilitating just yet, and nobody seems to have an actual cure just yet.
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