…but such a complicated word. There’s nothing simple about fat. I’ve been thinking about the fat identity lately, and how exactly we define fat, and what the implications are for how we think about it.
That’s probably because recently there have been so many thoughtful posts tackling the fat identity from different angles in the “fatblogosphere” (or the “flogosphere,” or my favorite: the “fatosphere”).
- Who gets to be fat? asks Fatshadow in a post which deftly raises a slew of provocative questions like “how fat is fat?” and pretty fat versus ugly fat.
- What does it mean to “reject” the fat identity, The Rotund asks in a painful but important piece about a fat-hating ex-fatty. (Extra credit reading Big Fat Deal’s post on Former Fat People from last week which had some wide-ranging comments from all sides on the attitudes of the formerly fat).
Not only is our body size not fixed. Our relationship with our body size isn’t fixed either. Nudemuse wrote a lyrical exploration of her changing understanding of her changing body, thin and fat.
What about the medicalization of the fat identity? Can fat be reduced to a “brain disorder?” To my immense enjoyment, Kate Harding savages the muddled thinking that lead some psychiatrists to conflate fat with compulsive eating.
- Is fatness or thinness the “real” you? My favorite loser, Pastaqueen, wrote an article a few weeks ago about fat and thin as costumes.
- Can you be thin and fat at the same time? Now my brain is hurting. The F-Word discusses a recent article suggesting that “even thin people can be fat on the inside.”