The word “privilege” has been used a lot lately, usually in the context of racial inequality. So, when I read an article recently that speaks about it in relation to the plus-size community, I was a bit baffled.
I was perplexed because I hadn’t thought about the possibility of having privilege as a plus-size person. Mainly because privilege is a special right or advantage available only to a particular person or group. Being a black overweight woman, it is hard for me to entertain the idea of having privilege. As sad as it may sound, I didn’t see the advantages from a societal perspective either. I believe I was influenced by the judgment and non-acceptence within our society. Please forgive me for my ignorance. I failed to recognize some of the advantages I have within the plus-size community—and I thought my ostrich-like behavior was only associated with racism in America. (sigh)
Before I get too far into my narrative, I need to acknowledge some thoughts I’ve had over the past six years. There have been moments when I questioned whether or not my voice would be received—or even heard—concerning my stance on self-acceptance and love because of my body type. The fact of the matter is—as much as I to hate to admit it—I have some level of privilege in the plus-size community. Although I am fat, I still have somewhat of an hourglass figure, which can come with some advantages—from a societal acceptance perspective.
I was hesitant to address this topic. I was concerned about the possibility of seeming exclusive or superior. Full disclosure: I contemplated taking the blue pill and scurrying past the rabbit hole, but I read another article that pushed me to share my thoughts. And in all honesty, it made me ask, have I been inclusive with the messages I send?
After reading the aforementioned articles, I realized I can’t relate to a lot of issues some of the members of the community I identify with face. The fact of the matter is, my privilege goes beyond the shape of my body. I hadn’t given thought to not being able to fit into a car, exceeding the maximum weight limit on an examining table, or being denied health care—to name a few.
Now that I realize I have privilege, what can I do to be more inclusive? I have turned down an opportunity to be a brand ambassador because the line stops at size 3X, but I don’t think that is enough. I still believe in the importance of loving and accepting ourselves regardless of how others see us, but how does that help when a member of my community is being bullied to have weight loss surgery?
I believe there’s a lot more for me to do with my voice, but I wonder if I have the right to speak on the issues larger plus-size people face. Should I only address the concerns that affect my plus-size part of the world, or should I look for ways—or ask—to help in the other parts? I have a lot to think about and consider. I am in my sixth year of blogging, which is the year of imperfection—how befitting. I think I may have found my focus for this year of the blog.
Until the next time be you—and more important—love you.
Being uniquely you is being uniquely beautiful.
-B.B. 💋
