Fact: today I have crushes on so many people. It is absurd. I am Godzilla, crushing everything in sight.
Sometimes I skim through the contact list on my phone, trying to remember who my friends are.
Confession Time: Confronting my own ignorance about thin privilege
I do not claim to be very enlightened about social justice. (Yes I am doing an M.A. in Social Justice; no it has not taught me half of what I need to know because institutionalized education never can). So I am on an enduring quest to learn more about prejudice, oppression, power, privilege, and isms. Tumblr is very helpful in this respect- firstly because I follow some wonderful people and secondly because the ‘search tags’ feature is very convenient.
In particular, I need to improve my understanding of the related phenomena known as thin privilege and fat phobia. So you may notice that I am posting interesting articles and reblogging illuminating posts that I find that discuss thin privilege, fat shaming, body policing, fat phobia, and the like. It is important to point out here that I have and have always had thin privilege. Doctors are more likely to say I am kind of underweight and ask if I eat enough, but are completely satisfied when I tell them I do and ask me nothing further (a situation that itself would be interesting to analyze, but now is not the time). Consequently, I realize that my understanding of thin privilege will be affected and perhaps impeded by the fact that I have this privilege. As such, I welcome comments, suggestions, criticism, and anything else you think may be helpful for me to know.