Hey There, Hottie
An article about how difficult it is for us to be happy with our bodies.
"Fat is not a feeling. When you say 'I feel fat,' what you mean may be 'I feel stressed' or 'I'm on my period' or 'The day is out of control.' McGilley says, 'Fat is not a feeling. We all need to spread the word.'"
Let's all try to be the "the too-fat or too-skinny Plain Jane who draws everyone to her, like moths to a flame," shall we? If you need help, you can always read Snackiepoo:
"[O]nce I had that self-confidence, I noticed that I had no trouble finding men, even the hot ones. To this day, I still get hit on until the wedding ring is noticed and/or I say that I am married, but thanks. Even the owner of the car wash discounts me cause he calls me 'hottie' and ladies, I am no skinny minnie at all. I think it is just a matter of confidence, so please love yourselves and kick those men under the rocks where they belong and be fabulous, okay!"
Okay!
"Fat is not a feeling. When you say 'I feel fat,' what you mean may be 'I feel stressed' or 'I'm on my period' or 'The day is out of control.' McGilley says, 'Fat is not a feeling. We all need to spread the word.'"
Let's all try to be the "the too-fat or too-skinny Plain Jane who draws everyone to her, like moths to a flame," shall we? If you need help, you can always read Snackiepoo:
"[O]nce I had that self-confidence, I noticed that I had no trouble finding men, even the hot ones. To this day, I still get hit on until the wedding ring is noticed and/or I say that I am married, but thanks. Even the owner of the car wash discounts me cause he calls me 'hottie' and ladies, I am no skinny minnie at all. I think it is just a matter of confidence, so please love yourselves and kick those men under the rocks where they belong and be fabulous, okay!"
Okay!
4 Comments:
um, actually, sometimes fat is a feeling. Like when it's 40 celsius with the humidity, and every inch of me feels like a roasting sausage. Also, I think she's downplaying the impact of that feeling by dismissing it as stress or PMS. Sometimes, saying "I feel fat" means "I feel worthless" or "I feel as though I appear disgusting to others". These are a little more serious than just, "oh, I have PMS." These feelings don't fade in 5-7 days.
Self image and body image (for me, and for most women I know, anyway) are totally intertwined. On days when I feel good about myself, it's like I exude something that makes people "see" me. But there are the other days, of course. Invisible days. Fat days. I agree, sometimes fat is a pretty real feeling.
It's easy to suggest we all reach some balance... but if it were that easy, I'd be there and so would the other 60% of Americans who are overweight.
As if balance were so easy to achieve, anyway.
Well welcome, Heather! It's great to have you here. I'm sorry you've dated some duds; it's definitely them, not you. You, obviously, are fabulous. And there are definitely men who will love you even if you're heavy. I've dated many of them! Many... many... many of them.
Also, balance is just...balance. Sometimes balance in the whirlwind, too. We tend to think it means a moderate (or, what the hey, even pretty damn fine) state of mind all or most of the time, but it means balance. If your good days are about as many and as intense as your bad ones, you're balanced, but the bad ones still suck. If, weight-wise, you fall into a certain range (semi-randomly determined by secret underground meetings between the insurance companies, the AMA, God(dess), and your own childhood experiences), you're balanced, but that doesn't keep a-hole guys or those size -3 bee-yatches in lycra at the gym from thinking you're a fat cow who must embody desperation.
Don't get me wrong, balance is good! But I think we have to have been unbalanced for a long time first to really appreciate how good it is. It's kind of like not feeling nauseated; you take it for granted, you don't jump up and down all day singing "thank God I don't feel like throwing up" unless you've had morning sickness or chemo or irritable bowel for weeks or months on end. And even then, when you've felt okay for a while, you go back to taking it for granted. Lack of nausea doesn't guarantee a great day any more. After you've been size 10 for a while, a) it doesn't guarantee a great day anymore (I'd never, ever have believed it seven years ago) b) you start to feel about your image more or less like you did when it was more like a size 20, and c) you're always worried about going back, always afraid it's just a fluke, always kind of on a little tenterhook about what you "really" look like. Sad funny damn world.
--Cat
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