Just how fat AM I?

  • Hi again -- I've posted here from time to time. Always restart with resolve and then get derailed afte a week or two.

    In getting geared up to go YET AGAIN, I've been reading posts and blogs on message boards. It just hit me that I'll read the same thing -- I'm so fat, it's disgusting. I can't stand it, I can't go out, etc. etc. -- posted by people who weigh 150 pounds, 180 pounds, 220 pounds, 250 pounds, 280, 320, 350....etc etc etc. Only the weights vary. The feelings are the same. I read things posted by people who are my height and at the top range of what I've been told is my goal who feel exactly the same way do, at 295. (Good grief! 295????) And I want to give up, because, when I weighed what they do, I felt that way too. And then I'll read people at 395 posting the same words, the very same words, and think how hopeless they must feel at the long road ahead, and think that my journey, in comparison, is an easy one. There's probably someone out there at 130 who has the same self-disgust.

    What is this about? Why do we do this to ourselves? More importantly, how do we get past it?
  • It is more of an individual thing..self esteem thing.

    Personally I hear people who are the same height as me who say they are "sooooooo fat" and they weigh less than what my goal weight is.

    What makes one happy at a certain weight makes another feel fat.

    Find what makes you happy.

    Personally if someone thinks I am fat at 150 I say ok that is your opinion but I look good, feel good and darn it people notice.
  • You're as fat as you think you are. I've had friends who had 100 pounds to lose who were brimming with self-confidence (at least on the surface. You never know what goes on behind closed doors), never lacked for male companionship (great guys, too, not ones who treated them like they were lucky to be dating them), and who wore clothes and fixed themselves up each day like they were supermodels preparing for a runway show. Did they think they were fat? Maybe, but they weren't torturing themselves with every fad diet to hit the bookstore shelves and they weren't putting their lives on hold. As hard as it is for me to believe, there are people who seem to think they're fine just the way they are, even when the number on the scale isn't what society thinks is acceptable.

    On the flip side, I've had friends who were *maybe* a size 4 on their worst day who couldn't go a day without complaining they were fat.

    What's the answer? I don't know. I do think society is really good at making us feel inadequate, no matter who we are or what size we wear. I don't think there are enough depictions of real people in the media, which leads you to believe you're the fatest person on the planet when, in fact, you're perfectly normal and they're the ones that are freakishly small.

    Interesting side note - On vacation last year in Los Angeles, a friend and I found out that there was a thrift store in Burbank that specialized in selling leftover wardrobe from TV shows and movies. We thought it was really cool, so we shlepped over with the goal of snapping up some cool gear that we could brag to our friends had been in a movie. Well, everything [and I do mean EVERYTHING] there was a like an xxs or a size zero or two. You couldn't even find a size 8! After scouring the entire store, I found ONE sad looking size twelve gown in a dusty corner. I couldn't even find shoes in my size! These are the clothes of the people we're seeing on screen every day! The people we compare ourselves to and try to emulate! They're freakishly thin! How on earth can you feel good about yourself when you're constantly bombarded with images of women with the bodies of 12 year old boys and told that this is the standard of beauty?? It's no wonder the people who are ten pounds overweight feel bad about themselves. They're probably comparing themselves to the anorexic actress or singer they see on screen and telling themselves that's what they should look like.

    I do believe that we're all responsible for our own health and bodies, and I don't think that these images made me fat (or that people should sue McDonalds for making them fat), but I am realizing how that imagery can affect you and your self-esteem, even without you realizing it.

    In addition, a lot of industries feed on us feeling insecure about ourselves. That's how they get us to buy so much stuff!

    What's the answer? If you figure that out, you'll make millions.

    The best I can do is try to keep telling myself that those people in the magazines and on the tv screen do NOT represent reality, do things that make me feel good about myself, and surround yourself with supportive friends and family who love you no matter whether you weigh 400 lbs or 100 lbs. That doesn't mean I don't have bad days (or weeks or months or years!), it just means I keep trying and hope that one day I finally do feel happy with myself at whatever weight I settle at.

    Josie
  • Josie, that is a great post!