Author’s Note: This rant is not intended for those who want to have intelligent debate about health and wellness issues. This is for all those who feel the need to contribute nothing to a conversation but hatred.
The other day, I had a run-in with a troll on one of my posts. The person, if you want to call it that, said that I deserved to hear his/her comments about my weight because they “have to look at flabby, disgusting bodies all day.”
First question: Who in the hell do you think you are? I’m just curious, because who really makes comments like that? It is hard for me to believe that people who feel that self-important really exist.
Second question: Who says you have to look at mine (or any other) body all day? I picture this person sitting around in an office lobby leering at every overweight person that walks their way until they are out of eyesight. It is actually equal parts disturbing and hilarious. Though, I’m sure after a while security would have you escorted out of the building.
Also, who is forcing this person to look at someone all day? Do you have your head taped to a fat woman’s body or something? Here is a piece of advice for any time you see something you don’t like — turn the other way. That is just like being annoyed with something on one television station, and raising hell about it instead of turning your television to one of the other 500 channels you have.
There’s a wake-up call that trolls need to understand — and maybe they already do, and just don’t care — my body, my life, my health and my well-being are none of your business. My existence does not affect your life any more than anyone else. I heard someone say something about having to pay more in medical costs because of “people like me.” Well, guess what, I have to pay for all kinds of things I don’t like and support, but it’s part of life.
I don’t care if I am labeled a disease, an epidemic, and I don’t care if the country declares a freaking war on me for being obese. At the end of the day, I’m going to live my life the way I want, the way that makes me happy. That could include losing weight, and it could not. That could include living a healthy lifestyle, and it could not. Either way, it’s none of anyone’s business. I don’t owe you one second of my attention because you don’t like the way I look, and I don’t owe you one minute of my life because my confidence makes you uncomfortable.
Do you know how we are different? I have more skin and flab that you do. That’s it. You could eat healthy for your entire life and be a healthy weight and still die of cancer at the age of 50. I could eat healthy or not healthy, lose weight or not lose weight and live to the age of 75 or 80. That is how life works. It is all about the contributing factors. My contributing factor is fat. Maybe your contributing factor is the f**ked up air you breathe in your city. Maybe your contributing factor is the fact that you smoke. Maybe your contributing factor is that you sleep around. Am I going to tell you not to smoke, sleep around or breathe? Probably not. If you want to do that with your life, then you need to be ready to deal with the consequences of those actions. Guess what? I know what the consequences for my obesity are — and I deal with them every day. Your trying to fat shame me, nicely fat shame me, or just telling me to eat a salad isn’t going to change my life any. By the way, that includes listing off all the ways I may die because I’m obese. I know, I’m told on a daily basis. You’re not going to lay some life-altering health advice on me that I haven’t heard 500 times already.
In reality, I know that someone who trolls the internet is just a really unhappy person. I know that a person who insults a complete stranger is really messed up on the inside and needs to project that somewhere. And, I know that deep down, some people are just mean and want to try to work up some drama for their own amusement.
Troll me all you want — I’m done reacting. I don’t owe you anything because I exist.