This is bang on! Thank you for making the effort to put this into words. I’ll give you one step deeper, if you’re interested:

“Arguably the greatest trick of anti-fat bias is its insistence that — regardless of health, genetics, environment, (dis)ability, or any other factors — thinness and weight loss are universally accomplishments.”

To the point that, having lost 90 of the 160 pounds I’ve always wanted to lose, and just now entering into the world of ‘morbidly obese’🙄, I am bombarded with complements. Unwelcome, encouraging, sickly sweet complements. Which, in and of themselves can be annoying af. But the secret reality is that, looking at my body as only I can see it in the privacy of my bathroom, all I see now is ‘ugly.’ The hanging wrinkled flesh that somehow isn’t even the same colour anymore. The way it moves and jiggles far more than it used to. How I have to pull and stretch it to clean or shave it. It disgusts me. I am, for the first time in my adult life, untouchable. But god forbid should I, even for a second, consider my old ways. Because never will anyone accept that being fat was beautiful and comfortable and me. While all I have to look forward to is ugly on a scale that I just can’t accept. Better to be thin and grotesque than fat and sexy, Society says. And I continue to sit on a five-month long plateau making a decision.