So here’s the thing. I don’t want to respond. I don’t want to respond because the first rule of the internet is DO NOT ENGAGE. But it leaves me with so many emotions and opinions, that I can’t help but say a few words. Those words, however, will not be going into a response comment on Jes’s blog. I’m not interested in trying to have a dialogue with a tween who’s going to make me feel like I’m 13 all over again.
Here’s the thing. I didn’t call anyone anything or take any shots. All I did was tell Jes Baker that I admire her for saying what she means. I didn’t even say I agree. I honestly had never heard of MeMe Roth until this article, so I didn’t really feel qualified to have an opinion on the type of person she is. All I know is she hates fat people, and I’m fat. I’m also busy, and don’t have time for haters. The end.
I also told an anecdote about using language purposefully, because it’s something I think about a lot. And it was an article in which the whole moral was to choose your words wisely.
And now here’s a kid calling adults names because she doesn’t like name calling. And while I don’t have a well developed opinion of MeMe Roth’s politics, it does certainly give me an opinion on her parenting skills. It just really gets my goat that MeMe Roth is letting her 13-year-old daughter bully people on the internet. Its these types of situations that made me feel outcast at her age, and turn to things like over-eating – not because I was depressed but because I felt like I was NEVER going to fit in.
It wasn’t until much later that I became proud of myself for standing out… for being myself, unrelentingly. I grew into this, figuratively and literally, and I like the skin I’m in. All of it. But it’s not all of me. I’m an artist and a woman and a friend and a person. And I worked hard to accept this person.
I just hope it’s something she’ll understand, when she’s older.