This whole stuff with BlueBadger just solidifies how totally unacceptable I find it that people think they have the right to comment on other people's weight.
If BB is fat then I'm morbidly obese lol
Fuck those people who hate other people's body. BB is fine, like too hot IMO, I don't know what kind of people told you that you were fat but they must be perfect PR something because the past thing I'd call you is fat.
Here in Mexico it's also kind of a more complex issue, we don't have enough education to realize how some words can really affect people so we don't think twice when we do it.
Calling people on the street by their most notable physical characteristic, "chaparro, flaco, negro, prieto, güero, moreno, gordo, flaco, orejon, narizon, pelon" just to get their attention is totally acceptable. If you put some terms of endearment you can totally get away doing the same to those closest to you, "mi negrito hermoso, mi gordita alegre", so you see, nothing wrong.
When I used to go to the market in the city when I was a kid, I was the "gordito" that went with "the güerita (my mother)", to every person trying to sell us something. Today is not that bad, you hear more of "amiga, reyna, joven, señor", but it's really no surprise when you hear someone who didn't get the memo.
Now don't get me started on gay slurs, once when I was a young child one of my toes had a small hangnail (is that how you say it? "uña enterrada" ingrown nail?), and my father jokingly said. "well we might have to take you with the "mariconista" and then laughed hard and for a long time, wich made me laugh as well it was something that didn't happen a lot, me laughing with my father and mother at something, but after I while I got it. My dad didn't laugh for mispronouncing "manicurista", but becuase the play on words with "maricon" wich is a still totally acceptable way of talking of gay people and also to the male staff of beauty parlors. I never forgot that. I don't remember exactly how old I was but I knew by then I wasn't "normal".
I went totally off-topic but couldn't stop and now I don't want to erase it.
the point is there is no question of where a lot of our body image and sexual identity issues come from, we have to learn how to deal with them and perhaps one day overcome them. We have to at least try, if you can't alone try with your friends or with therapy.
Now I feel the need to finish with "It gets better" I tried to avoid it but could not stop. So there.
