I'm fat... So what?

I don't want to remind you everyday... 

My body is no sin. 

The loose skin is no sin. 

My double, triple chin is no sin. 

No I'm not going to drop down and suddenly "die" because I'm overweight, so let's drop the pretence. You do not care about what happens to me. 

You do not even care about my body. 

How do you care about something that "irritates" you? 

To you, I dare not post videos of me dancing, I dare not post videos of me exercising or doing splits because it cancels out any "excuse" you could've used to let out your personal frustrations. 

It cancels out any joke you could've made that would've turned me into the object of amusement. 

If I dare post pictures of me being happy, I have automatically committed a crime. 

A crime punishable by "humbling," so you're quick to "remind" me. 

You're so excited to talk about how the 'time I used smiling, I could've used it to lose some weight' lol, as if your words hold logic. 

They don't. 

They never will. 

So I'm not begging you, I'm telling you to STOP. 

Stop it because I'm not the reason you're sad. 

You can blame my body all you want, 'Oh she disgusts me and I just had to let her know' 'Oh he's so fat, how dare him?' 

But you're the problem. 

You are. Because you're ignorant and you're proudly ignorant. 

You don't know me. You don't know if surgery is the only way I can lose weight. 

You don't know if I can afford the surgery. 

You don't know if I fast for days straight, only occasionally drinking water. 

You don't know how strict my exercise routine is.

But above all, you don't know if I want to lose weight. 

So what if I have a double chin? 

So what if my skin is loose? 

So what if I'm hideous to you? 

So what if you consider my body a sin?

I do not

And that's all that matters. 

I am healthy, I eat healthy, I love my curves and flaps because I love me. 

Now how about you, internet troll? Do you love you?

Exactly