So I was thinking about tax day. Not just income taxes, but “taxes” in the metaphorical sense. Erin at A Dress A Day once wrote, prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”. A lot of people assume women will do whatever they need to to look pretty – like a tax. Society throws lots of expectations out there, and we absorb them.
Periodically I think about what fat acceptance has given me. So today I’m thinking about what “taxes” I don’t have to pay because of fat acceptance:
- I’m not having to buy clothes to fit the latest weight loss / rebound gain, or feeling that I can’t buy clothes until I finish losing weight.
- I’ve been the same dress size for nearly 10 years.* The classic navy blue blazer I bought 6 years ago? Still fits.
- Exercise is stress relief, not a punishment.
- I quit exercising when I feel satisfied, not when I’ve hit some “exercise this many minutes to use X calories” goal.
- Facing the fridge is a question of “What do I want to eat?” not “What is on my diet / will help me lose weight?”
- I don’t carry a mental list of forbidden foods that I crave all the time.
Are there “taxes” you’re avoiding through fat acceptance?
*I’ll have you know I touched my toe to the wood of the coffee table while I typed that, because it’s always possible my weight will fluctuate in the future due to depression, illness, medication, or something yet-to-be-determined.