As a fat person, I have faced constant judgment, harsh rejection, and invasive questions, which always close with the same stale phrase: I’m just concerned for your health. I’m concerned for your health, so I have to tell you, again and again, that you’re going to die. I’m concerned for your health, so I have to tell you that no one will love you at your size. I’m concerned for your health, so I cannot treat you with basic respect.
