Being Naked in 2012

For every day that I see or hear someone say something negative and non-constructive about fat people in 2012, I'm taking a naked picture of myself. 

As I get older I spend less and less time feeling bad about myself. I'm not going to act like I have stellar self-esteem now, but I'm at a point where I can look at my body and see the great things about it.  I am not shaped to the current standard of beauty, but that does not mean I am beautiful. I'm not as healthy as I could be, but that doesn't mean I am not strong.

So for every time that someone writes or says something designed to make someone feel bad about themselves, this is going to be my counter. This is going to be my, "Fuck you too, sir."

I already do this, somewhat.  It's not always been a concerted effort, but sometimes I read or hear something so absolutely terrible that I think, "I am more than this person's bullshit opinion. I don't need to take that shit."  But it's been unofficial.

This is official.

I don't know what I'm going to do with these pictures, but I absolutely will not hide them. I may not share them here. I'll make this decision when it becomes relevant to my goals.

This is not part of some weight loss journey.  I'm not trying to show off my body as good or bad. I just want to show that it exists and it deserves better than to be reviled.

I'm not going to search for these things; I'm not going to read YouTube comments or scour Twitter, because we'd just end up with 300+ pictures of me naked and getting increasingly more depressed as I remember that the anonymity breeds assholes.

This is not about pornography. I'm not going to show off my bits and pieces here; this is about my body, not my nudity. Nudity is just a function, because my clothes are designed to hide my flaws and lines and folds.

This is about being unafraid and uncowed.