This has been posted and reposted; I do not know its original source, but the YouTube video was the companion piece when it was forwarded to me. And this is unbeatable stuff. Please read and watch. And then read and watch again.
“My baby, my daughter, my lover and friend. We need to talk. I can’t take another day of hearing that you are fat. It’s true, you do not have the body of a heroin or meth addict, nor do you have the body of a professional athlete. The truth is that I don’t care. You didn’t have the heroin chic body of Kate Moss when I met you, and you would not be prettier or more perfect to me if you did. Not only do I see that body type as extreme, I really don’t find it all that attractive to begin with. You’re longing for something I could not care less about, honestly.
Maybe that isn’t entirely true, so what I should say is that as long as you haven’t become so morbidly obese that it has transformed your body into the polar opposite of the supermodel type I do not care. I thought about giving you an example, but I decided against giving you a measuring stick — so let’s not even go there. Lovely people come in all shapes and sizes, and for the love of God, I wish you would ‘get it’ that it has nothing to do with someone’s weight. The unattractive thing about your weight gain is the insecurity that it causes in you. This obsession that you have with your weight is a construct of your mind, despite whatever societal and cultural pressures that exist that influence you. I hate how this issue has destroyed your self-esteem, has reduced you to one dimension.
A person’s attractiveness has everything to do with their confidence and attitude, their charms and their ability to delight those around them. So, you’ve put on a little weight? So fucking what? Do you seriously think that the only thing I like about you is your dress size? I delight in your intelligence, your wit and humor, your ability to charm and gracefully conduct conversation. I am attracted to your femininity, and how you are not like me, and no matter what academic discussions have equated men and women, you are not like me. You are a mystery by virtue of your gender, and what seduces like a mystery?
If you make this your defining issue, it is what you become. That is sad. But worst of all, it makes you unattractive. Hear me very plainly when I tell you it isn’t the extra pounds that makes it so, it’s the insecurity and negativity. If you truly want to change how you look, I support you 100%, but don’t make the mistake of assuming it’s because I want you to change. Bitch, I just want you to be happy.
You are fucking beautiful. Does your ass look fat in those jeans? Yes, it does. But, what’s fucked up is that you do not believe it when I tell you that I love a big ass, and your butt looking a little bigger turns me feral.”
