In early January, i decided it was time to close up shop here. There is no one single answer as to why; part of it is being tired of the politics of the fatosphere, part of it is the cold shoulder i’ve received as a result of those politics, and probably the largest part of it is simply not knowing how many more ways i can keep saying the same thing: it is wrong to discriminate on someone because of their size. End of story. Quite simple, really.
I brainstormed for a while on how i wanted to bring this blog to a stopping point. Did i want to leave the entire blog up? What was i going to do with the Feed, with the Links page, with all of the resources i created?
Perhaps most importantly: how could i do this all in a way that would give me the closure i needed? I knew that i wouldn’t get it from the fatosphere: a scattered few would probably bid me a merry good riddance, while others would say they were sad to see me go. Neither is entirely satisfying: one breeds resentment, and the other, guilt. I realized that i needed to bear the responsibility for finding my own closure in the matter, and not expect to get it in a satisfying form from anyone else out there.
One of my online friends has been working for months on getting her self-publishing gig up and running. In the many conversations that she and i had about layout, design, methods, reasons and everything else, i felt more and more that self-publishing was an entirely valid solution for just about anything i would write. My thoughts are a bit off the beaten path, and any book-length amount of text i might write would need to go off the beaten path to be found by people who would be most interested in reading it.
And like getting my peanut butter mixed up with someone else’s chocolate, i stumbled upon a truly delicious solution: i would try to turn this blog into a book. That way, i would be able to have both electronic and hard copies of my favorite and best posts. I honestly don’t care if anyone else decides to buy it. I was never in this blog for the money, and i see no reason to start that now.
For the past few weeks, i have been going through all of my old posts. It’s been an exhausting but rewarding experience. I exported everything to a private blog where i could work on this without any sort of pressure or time commitment. I didn’t mention it to anyone because hey, if i decided to not do it, there’d be no muss and no fuss. On the first pass, i removed anything that was solely commentary on external articles, posts or sites. On the next pass, i removed the “fluff” – i started out with 284 posts, and by the time i was starting to really go through the meaty bits, i had narrowed it down to 95.
That, in and of itself was pretty humbling. Fully 2/3rds of my blog had been commentary on external content, site updates, or outright fluff. As i went further, separating the remaining 95 into “definites” and “maybes”, i came to realize that there were only 20something definites – only a tenth of the original number of posts. For about half an hour, i asked myself if this was really worth the effort.
The answer was maybe. I decided to just go ahead with the plan and ignore the numbers. I would see what i would see when i was done doing what i needed to do. By then i had decided that even if i didn’t close up shop (or didn’t close it up the way i’d originally intended), it would give me some sense of closure.
I’ve been rewriting bits here and there – sometimes to clarify or rephrase for better grammar, sometimes to add things that were clarified or added in comments, but never with the intent to alter the original meaning of the post. As i’ve had to go through all of the remaining content, i’ve noticed something fascinating: most of my better posts had little to do with fat acceptance. They were about body and/or self-acceptance. My best content has been a series of explorations of mind and body, identity and love, acceptance and pain, i.e., some pretty damn deep stuff grounded in practical experience.
As Ben put it, trying to fit all of that into a Fat Acceptance mindset was like using the wrong lens for a landscape shot – a macro lens for an Ansel Adams photograph. My simple analogy: square peg, round hole. Maybe part of the reason i felt so often that i didn’t fit in in the fatosphere was simply because that wasn’t the true undercurrent of what i was thinking about. I didn’t fit in because i was actually in the wrong place.
So, long story short: i am putting this blog to rest. This means…
- I have removed all of the posts except this one.
- I will leave the Links page and the Feed up for now, but i will not be updating them anymore. If you want to re-create them on your own time and dime, you’re welcome to do so.
I will most likely be carrying on my thoughts on body and self acceptance elsewhere; whether or not that place is online or off still remains to be seen. In any case, it will not be continuing here.
I wish you all the best of luck. Thank you for the good times, as well as the bad; i’ve learned a lot from both.
If you would like a copy of the book i’ve created from this blog, you can purchase a copy of it here: Babble – a body acceptance blog book. You are also welcome to download a free PDF copy of it if you would like to do so.