Sometimes I get tired.
Of feeling like I have to dress to the nines, outfit, makeup, hair,
just to go to the grocery store, or the bank, or Walmart.
Because if a thin/average girl runs errands with no makeup, her hair in a messy bun, and sweatpants or a t-shirt, she’s cute and busy and down-to-earth. She’s just a ‘regular girl!’
But if I, as a fat woman, dress like that, I’m sloppy and lazy and have ‘given up’ and people will assume I just don’t CARE about my appearance.
So I’m stuck on the one hand, trying not to give a fuck what other people think, and on the other hand, trying not to exacerbate stereotypes.