So, I am pale and pretty thick and my father just told me that pale people are fattier.. I looked at him at a loss for words. Like, where did this statistic come from? Then he proceeds to tell me to go out in the sun and burn some of the fat off. For fucks sake, I'm 26 years old! Why do I still care? He has always been like this it's so hard to brush it off and move on. He constantly reminds me. I've actually really been loving myself here recently and then he just shits all over it and you know what! Fuck him and everyone who wants to body shame. I can't let them steal my happiness. Kiss my fat ass! Ugh, sometimes it just feels good to vent.