Being a Woman
- Mar 8, 2022
- 3 min read
In 2018, "@marlo314 Marlo once you take one of the 20 cheeseburgers out of your mouth and get your fat a** in shape you might be able to talk about this because you are a prime example of why feminism is the way it is... you peaked in high school "goes" around got some d*** then you partied and gained what 600?? 70?? maybe 80 pounds? and next thing you know no one wants your used up ass anymore you hate on men due to the fact you put it on yourself... you turn into a man-hating lesbian and complain about stupid shit like a wage gap and rape culture because you have nothing better to do and go to your LGBTQ support group due to the fact you feel like fat lard not my fault you are fat or the 100's of males you fucked with it's your own no need to get butt hurt over it..."
To give some back story on this comment, it was 2018 and my friend had posted something in regards to International Women's Day on her Instagram. Her ex-boyfriend had commented on something problematic and had the time to like his own comment. Me being me, I commented "dude liked his own comment," only to receive the comment above after. Immediate response, I shared it, posted it, sent it to everyone I knew as I was in complete disbelief that this could be real. This was followed with no real repercussions to him and a twitter he created called "meninism" along with his alliances posting my posts with burgers around it or attempts to dismantle my responses. I tried my best to take it in stride, I thought why not play into it and show that I do not care, by this I added burger emojis to my Twitter avi. No matter how I responded that boy would never care about what he said, so it was my issue to deal with. Behind closed doors, this threw me into an eating disorder in many failed attempts to reclaim the high school body I had yet to let go of. It was the start of @MotivationalMarlo, and don't get me wrong I loved her, but what I failed to show to my followers was the counting calories of eating one carrot, or binging until I was absolutely sick
to my stomach. The struggles were not shown nor easy to deal with, but along with these repercussions of a man's words, I was distraught in thinking about how he could say all of those things about me regarding my private sex life, which in all honesty was NOT all he hyped that up to be.
Fast forward four years, she finished college, she healed herself of her eating disorder, and she has spent her adult life raising awareness for causes like RAINN, ED Awareness, and others. If you had asked me where I would be today, I would not have been able to tell you, because to be completely honest I did not think I could recover from that. Of course, everyone had told me that he was a jerk and his opinion did not matter, but words like that are not forgotten. The truth is, he was right, I DID gain weight, and then I lost it, and then I gained it back, and then I gained even more and I have never weighed more than I do now, but guess what? I DO NOT GIVE A F***. I have never been so sure of myself and I feel confident and beautiful in my own skin. It takes so much to realize how much you have to give to the world until you finally let yourself become who you were always meant to be. If you are struggling with an ED, there are people out there who are in the same boat, so don't be afraid to reach out and share your story, or ask for help.
PS If you are a man taking the time to read this, thank your mom, but also if you are thinking of commenting on a woman's appearance, look at your own first.
With love,
Marlo
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