Health Police and Concern Trolls

No one gets bombarded by the health police more than fat people. As a “death fat” this is something I can’t avoid, no mater how hard I try. I get concern trolls on my blogs and websites, anywhere I post pictures of myself or even anywhere I just dare to talk about needing to treat fat people like, you know, people. I get it when I dare go out in public. I get it when I go out and try (often in vein) to find clothes that fit me, when I got to the movies, when I go to the park, when I go grocery shopping, when I just go to get my mail. Fat hate and fat phobia is all over the news, tv shows, movies, billboard ads, radio ads, and just about anywhere I go online. As if the ads aren’t enough strangers glare at me, stare at me, take my picture (particularly if I dare to eat in public), give me unsolicited advice, and just yell fat shaming shit at me from their vehicles. I get it all the time, there is no safe place for me away from health police and concern trolls.



Even here, my tiny little corner of the internet. My itty bitty little space away from fat hate and fat phobic asshats, they still come at me. They still find me and fill my inbox with hate. They still throw their shit at me like deranged little monkeys.

And this is why I’m not nice anymore. Nice left the building, along with most of my sanity, you weight bigot fuckers have ripped it from my hands and stomp it into the mud. You concern trolls and health police don’t get any nice from me. Not anymore. Because my entire life you’ve bullied, harassed, humiliated, mocked, and dehumanized me. And I’m done with it. The gloves have come off. Consider this the line in the sand and no mercy will be shown to you fuckwits who dare to cross it. You’ve backed me into a corner and you’re about to see just how fucking vicious desperation gets.