This guy was carefully perusing my photos and posts, but Isn’t it fascinating how men love to divulge their attraction to big women when hidden behind the veil anonymity?
I am so sick and tired of men who are passionate about their “love for big women” but ashamed for anyone to know about it. Telling a girl she’s pretty while refusing to be seen with her in public is a form of body shaming. It’s up to us as big women not to settle for the guy who only wants to sleep with us but wont introduce us to his friends.
It’s our job not to let ourselves get sucked in by flattery from blank/anonymous profiles.
It’s our responsibility to think highly of ourselves and hold ourselves to a higher standard.
fat person and, yes, we might have some problems.) And it also isn’t a sexless death sentence filled with Netflix (no chill), seven cats and carpal tunnel.
In fact, moving to a metropolis like New York City has exposed me to a chub-positive dating life I didn’t know was possible.
That doesn’t mean I haven’t hit–and still continue to hit–roadblocks along the way.There have been some doozies, and the more I chat with plus-size folks, the more I realize we all share many of the doozies.From fetishes to backhanded compliments, the plus-size dating terrain is rough. This weekend I logged onto my facebook page and I was like…Some dude had liked my page, left a whole bunch of comments and then started sending me private flirtatious messages asking me to call him. One of the awkward parts about being a plus size blogger, is that the pages I create to keep in touch with my PSP’s sometimes get infiltrated by creepy men.As I went to click the “block” button, I realized something.