The thing is: when someone calls you too skinny, that hurts. It’s inappropriate, hurtful, and makes you self conscious. But at the end of the day, you pick up a magazine, you turn on the TV, you go on the internet on a gossip site - what do you see? Women who look like you. Women who have a body that recalls yours, women who are considered the standards of beauty to which all must follow to be considered beautiful. You go to a store, and odds are you can find clothes that are in your size. Odds are you don’t have go to stores dedicated to people your size, clothes that might not be as cute and are definitively more expensive.
When you’re fat, not only does it hurt, but society just confirms it day after day. You flip on TV, you read a magazine, and there are no women in your size. Nobody with a body like yours, nobody modeling clothes or being called gorgeous. You go to a store, and you can’t find clothes that fit you - and even if you do find things in larger sizes, they still don’t LOOK right, don’t fit right, cause they were designed for thinner girls in mind, and making these clothes in larger sizes doesn’t mean it’s going to look good on your body. You’re told you’re ugly by a piece of shit and basically the world you live in says back, well, yeah, that’s true.
That’s the difference. No, people making comments about your body are ALWAYS unwelcome and gross, but a thin person and fat person still live in the same society that caters and upholds thinness as a standard of beauty. That doesn’t change, and that’s why it’s not the same."
— On why skinnyshaming isn’t the same as fatshaming, crystalzelda (via bookmad)
One afternoon in early August, I was waiting at the bus stop near the local library. I’m always cautious when I go to this part of the city as this is where I always face the most extreme sexual harassment. On this day, I was minding my own businesses, listening to some music while waiting for the bus. At some point, a guy very clearly strung out on drugs came up to me, put his arm around me, and started whispering all the dirty things he wanted to do to me in my ear. Now, I’m a very petite girl, so when it comes to situations like this, I have to be very careful about how I act/react because I know I could easily be hurt. So I stood there, while he kept going. There were plenty of people at this bus stop, meaning that there were multiple witnesses to what was going on. The man tried to pull me closer, at which point I jumped out of his grasp and tried to move a little ways away. Of course he followed me, but quickly became distracted by another girl (who he tried to mug). Like I said, I’m sexually harassed often, but I have never felt as threatened and disgusting as I did that day.
This man, who was touching me and telling me what he was going to do to me, saw me only as an object for his entertainment. In his eyes, I was not a human being. He didn’t want a real relationship with me, he wanted to exert his “power” as a man and use me for his own pleasure. And that’s what every man who catcalls, who sexually harasses, is doing.
There are a lot of people that think catcalling and street harassment are harmless, but try putting yourself in my position, or the millions of other women that face this kind of behavior every single day. Street harassment isn’t flattering. It’s not a compliment. In fact, it’s exhausting. It’s both demoralizing and humiliating, and makes women feel completely powerless over their own bodies."
No, street harassment is not flattering.