Walking around with ice cream or a massive, delicious cheeseburger in public with my rolls, my touching thighs, and my fat arms always feels like defiance. But that feeling of defiance comes from a feeling of being watched, being judged, and knowing that some people are allowed to eat yummy food in public and some people are judged for it. Fuck the people who judge me. My ice cream is de-fucking-licious.
Yessss yes yes yes yes!
OMG this. Eating in public while fat is such a conscious thing, like you don’t just do it and forget that you’re in public because it’s impossible to forget that someone is probably looking at you and judging you for eating while fat.