Tuesday, 15 May 2018

ALLEDGEDLY, WE NOW HITTING NEW HIGHS WITH BEING SIZIST IN OUR CLOTHING

Hello, it's me again, and I'm rather cross.

I have just seen an ITV (ITN) report alleging that plus size women are being charged more for their clothing, than, what magazines and a Hadid who doesn't eat ANYTHING (no lie -broadcast on RHOBH) tell us , is "normal sized".

This makes me so fucking mad. And it makes me mad for the opposite reason. I have severe and debilitating Crohn's disease. That's the one where you shit all the time, yeah? It ain't fun, it ain't glam, and it certainly does not make you plus sized. My intestine it situated outside my body and lives in a bag. IT'S SUPER GLAM.

Unless you meet a little friend called Prednisolone.

Pred is a steroid. Steroid introduce water retention and give you something called Moonface. If you are SM addicts, you probably saw fellow sufferer, Dynamo, recently looking a bit different. I saw that for two seconds and went, "he's really ill. That's Pred."
Back on stage


Don't gawp. I didn't put his picture there for that. It's basic demonstration Oddly I didn't take any pictures of myself in those periods. But I ate a hell of a lot of cheese on toast.

Don't get me wrong. Pred has probably saved my life a few times, physically. It has also destroyed my life, emotionally, many more times. I overheard a friend talking about me in the pub one day, and his words were, "jeez, she's packed it on hasn't she?". I cried for days and never wanted to go back again.

I am now too thin. I do not absorb nutrients, I spent last bank holiday in-patient in hospital, and I seriously thought One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest was a fiction. Me and my broken veins can tell you, it ain't. Have a chat with Mr Hunt. I should expect (ha!) he may be across this.

The worst thing that has happened to me in the last while is I've lost the use of ,my legs, fingers, feet. Peripheral neuropathy. Don't even bother, I can't be bothered anymore, but basically it sucks and I walk with a stick. And someone I hadn't seen in years greeted me with "you're so skinny! I wish I could be as skinny as you."

I died a little on the inside at that point, but equally I'm not mad at her at all. People don't know how to react to illness, I have to get to terms with that, because I do get really mad all the time.

Skinny people are no happier that heavier people. Do NOT THINK YOU CAN CHARGE PEOPLE MORE FOR CLOTH, WHICH WE USE TO MAKE OURSELVES FEEL A BIT NICER. FANCIER. PRETTIER. Skinny, underweight people do NOT take "you are so skinny" as a compliment. Lose the prejudice, yeah?

Also I had a full basket, New Look. It's now empty. YOU did that.

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