A review by thesmutlifeisfantastic
Badd Daddy by Jasinda Wilder

1.0

I edited this review 19/04/22. TW for this review- discussion of my treatment as a fat person and my feelings overall on this book.

I couldn’t finish. I made it to 47%. I usually love this authors books...but after reading spoilers and already being upset by the first portion of the book? I couldn’t justify reading the rest.

As someone that is currently fat and struggles with my own body image- I would have really appreciated a solid warning. So I decided to write out this review/explanation exactly why this book didn’t work for me.
So here’s your content warning if you stumble across my review:
This book includes the MMC losing weight. Weight loss was apart of a decent chunk of the story up until 47%.

This book solidified the ideal that you only give yourself positive affirmations (which is self love to me) if you have lost weight. If you’re “fixing yourself”.
It was upsetting to read about the MMC being put throughout that, and it really highlighted the importance of body neutrality and body love when feeling like you have to lose weight.

Overall- these are my reasons why I couldn’t finish the book.

It’s an everyday battle to fight for my own body love, regardless of what I look like and what my weight is.

Before you think “ah fat people need the reminder to lose weight” or “you’re not healthy if your fat”. I shouldn’t have to be fit or even look fit to have plain ol’ respect. Respect that I can make choices for my own body. Respect that you don’t know somebodies life story from the size of their body and being fat doesn’t make me a bad person. For example- I went to a “healthy choices” (read more along the lines of a weight loss clinic for kids) for roughly 2-3 years. For me, from 9-12years old I spent learning how lose weight.
I went to countless appointments teaching me how my bod needed to lose weight. Dealing with disappointed looks when I didn’t lose weight. Being expected not to gain any more weight while going throughout puberty. Never once...did they teach me self love. They taught me at that young age that my body was the enemy. My body was fat, so that made it bad. Even with me eating healthy, working out regularly and trying my best..it was truly never good enough.

I know this factor in the book won’t be important to some people, but it was for me because of my personal experience as a fat person.