I think being fat has taught me some things about compassion. For some reason, people who would never make fun of the handicapped or of differing racial groups think it's okay to make fun of fat people. I would be a liar to say that it has never happened to me. I could become very upset over this behavior, and truthfully, it is unnerving. But I just chalk it up to the insecure idiots they probably are and pray they will grow up before they rape someone.
Women are often no kinder.
Because I have been hurt and discriminated against solely because of how I look, I understand a little about the pain of being judged by one's appearance and the stereotypes that accompany that appearance. Consequently, I abhor all kinds of racism, I am a highly independent feminist, and I always try to view people foremost as individuals, because the pain of stereotypes is a nasty, searing one. Of course, to be completely honest, I would rather be thin. If I were thin, clothing wouldn't cost so much. I could walk into any department store and buy off the rack.