Be comfortable, creature.

Prologue: I’m not trying to be a skinny girl speaking over fat girls about body-positivity. This is my message to skinny girls.

I’m a skinny chick. I work out a lot, and I love working out. I also have the glorious benefit of good genes.

I think my body is beautiful. Fortunately, even if I didn’t, I have a decent amount of media telling me that it is.

But wouldn’t it be nice if someone with a larger, less hourglass-like shape than my own had something like that?

Oh wait, they do. But it’s not a lot. And sometimes those campaigns can be a little problematic too. But you know what the real big problem is? The moment there’s a tiny little cry in favour of fat women or presenting larger bodies in a positive light, what happens?

My people get all up in arms. The thing is, no one even has to say anything about skinny girls, they just have to say “Here’s some love for the fat girls” and all the skinny (usually white) girls just scream and cry, “HONESTLY JUST BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE CURVES DOESN’T MEAN I’M NOT BEAUTIFUL! UGH YOU GUYS ARE JUST AS BAD!”

Shut the fuck up.

I have privilege for days, yo. I accept it. And it’s especially heinous if you’re going to rant and rave about male privilege, then be pissed off that your body is represented in a positive light 95% of the time and not 100% of the time.

Shut the fuck up.

And for the love of all that is good and delicious in the world, get off your high-horse about why you’re thin, whether it’s because you just love your body so much that you decided to exercise and eat healthily (because you’re assuming that anyone bigger than you does less exercise and eats more than you) or if it’s because you simply can’t gain weight (because for some reason you can’t accept that some people just can’t lose weight).

Shut the fuck up.

Can you imagine how it would look if an Olympian complained on TV about how excited people got over the Paralympics? (I hope that doesn’t come off as me comparing weight to a disability, I’m just talking about it in the context of privilege).

You sound like a douche calling “reverse racism.”

You sound like an asshole crying “misandry.”

All because you didn’t see your body type in a Dove ad.

Because it’s not like you can’t change the channel and see your body type anywhere else. Not on The OC. Not on Friends. Not on Gossip Girl. Not on Pretty Little Liars.

Shut. The fuck. Up.