![]() It’s just extra fluid, it has no moral value. Imagine if people treated you like you were invisible or worth less than the gum on their shoe when you, I dunno, had inflammation due to an infection or injury. It’s a spectrum, and I remember quite well the difference in how people look at you when you’re thinner–with a spark in their eyes, like you are a human worth interacting with–and how that spark dies when you’re fatter. I don’t even want to hold this against anyone because what even is the point, but it’s hard not to when it’s such an integral part of how people treat you. (To be fair, none of my good friends are fatphobic, but at this point, I also strictly pick my friends based on how they treat me when I weigh more.) Anyway. Instead, I have this weird situation that just as people start to view me as a human being again, I have to put in more and more effort so I don’t show how difficult that makes it for me to respect them and treat them like nothing’s changed. Like, I feel I could still be part of polite human society if people were just a tiny bit better at hiding their fatphobia. I can see in real time how I move from “sub-human” to “human being” in their eyes, and I’m like: ah, man, I just wish this change wasn’t so damn obvious. It’s not the first time this has happened to me – I go up and down quite a bit, mainly due to the meds I take – but the more often I go through this, the more difficult it becomes to maintain basic respect for my fellow human beings. ![]() I lost quite a bit of weight recently, and it’s such a deeply alienating experience because you can see in real time how people around you start treating you differently.
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