Heavy. All the pun intended.
It's funny because it took me sooooo long to read this book. I picked it up and put it down and picked it up and put it down. I think it was because - emotionally, I wasn't ready for what I was reading.
There's so much skepticism that lives in my heart for white women telling other women, at diverse intersections, how to live. It's hard for me to get behind. I shouldn't think like that, but I do.
When it comes to white women giving advice about how to navigate the similarties in life that we may share but experience so differently, like being plus-size and being of different races/ethnicities, it always feels like white women are encouraging you to "be like them", to "kick it" in their recently conceptualized bravery; ignoring the fact that they have the protection of whiteness as a shield. It's fucked that I think that way when receiving "self-help/advice" in this manner from a book.. but when I'm reading, context never escapes me for a second. It really proved to be a huge hurdle for me when I started reading Things No One Will Tell Fat Girls.
Real talk tho, I'm super fucking glad that I was eventually able to jump over this hurdle. There was so much to experience on the other side of my initial interactions with this book. There are important, relatable, encouraging discussions that transcend race, gender and sexual orientation in here. Jes Baker is such a good writer. Her use of guest writers brought in some of the different perspectives and voices crucial to making a book like this a success. I appreciated her lack of bullshit and the hard work you can tell she put in.
I've low-key been trying to read Hanne Blank's book on exercise as well. I ain't there yet, but I do plan on getting there in the future. This book is definitely a stepping stone to that one. Jes Baker cites Hanne Blank's exercise book as some shit fat women should read and I know it's another dope read but I swear, these are difficult concepts for me to get through from writers that only share one or two intersectional dynamics with me (plus size & female). The different dynamics that non-POC writers miss, have lead to a world of different treatment they can't account for but that many other races can account for that shape their lives greatly (for example: the continuously expected role of mammyism a lot of plus size black women experience).. These topics are where representation is needed and it's crucial. It's work to incorporate those various voices sometimes into short books, but Jes Baker did not cut corners; she had guest essays in here from women and men who make up the non-white, non-cishet, boxy non-hourglass, fat and of size writers. I respect that and it really helped me out.
Anyway, I say all the aforementioned shit to say that even though it was hard as fuck to get through this book for me emotionally; I'm glad that I did. It's such a well-written, uplifting and realistic book for women, men and gender non-conforming people of size to read. ESPECIALLY if you've spent years alone, finding and carving out your space on this earth and fighting your way to a comfortable place in your own life. Everyone, every single person, has body issues that they have had to work through, big, small, short, tall, fat or slim - but it's that fighting your way through to the other side, to self-satisfaction, that's that real work. It's not to be undervalued. There was real world advice in this shit, there was usable advice. How to pick yourself up when you feel like shit. How not to ignore your mental health. How to take care of yourself. How to develop pride and find community. That shit is what makes this a five-star read. REAL WORLD SHIT. I fucks with it, heavy.
I think that the main thing that no one will tell fat girls is that you may have to fight tooth and nail for self-love in a world that hates you and still sees fat bodies as the thing that is still acceptable to openly hate in the world, no matter where you fall in the vast variety of intersections (race, gender, class, religious background, etc.). Self-love and a piece of mind is something that you'll have to fight for but it's fucking worth it. It's worth it to be happy and to live a happy life at the end of the day. Fuck what everyone else says.. go out and break through all those barriers. Get on the swing, bounce on a dick, put on your bikini, throw down the towel at the beach, take up two fucking seats on the bus, breathe up all the air, run, and jump and do whatever. Sometimes, even though we should already know that we're allowed to live, you need a book exactly like this one, written so well, to remind you to go get out there and do it.
I recommend you read this shit fam. It's lit.