Last night I took down a few notes while watching Huge for my Huge Reflection post for this week. I had a whole page of quotes, thoughts, WTF’s and memories it brought to mind, but I think the thing that had the most affect on me and brought up the most to reflect on for me was when the character Ian said to Alistair
“It’s so freaking hard and you still have so much left to go”
Now this may not seem like the most thought provoking line especially in regard to self love and body acceptance but it brought up alot of questions for me. This whole episode of Huge was about weight loss and weigh ins ofcourse but it was also about pressure, acceptance, expectations and the way each character feels about themselves in regard to their weight. I’m fairly certain that every fat person, even those who now practice fat acceptance, have dieted or intentionally tried to lose weight atleast once in their life. We have all probably stepped on a scale with worry and anxiousness, and stepped off a time or two with pride, dissapointment, anger, confusion, happiness, and feelings of failure. As I watched the Huge campers appproach their weigh ins and saw the different expressions of feelings cross their faces I could think of a time where I had felt the same as every single one of them at one point or another throughout my weigh in history. I could remember times of victory and happiness where I stepped on a scale after the first week of a new diet to find 5lbs had fallen off my body. I could also remember the times which typically happened on week 3 or 4 of a “lifestyle change” where the pounds had either become stagnent and I felt dissapointed, or when the pounds had creeped back up after having a cheeseburger that week, and feeling angry with myself. I also remembered that even on the weigh ins of loss, the feelings of victory not sticking for very long and 5lbs not feeling like such a great feat in the bigger 280lbs scheme of things, thats right because ““It’s so freaking hard and you still have so much left to go”.
Why do we, or did we, put so much pressure on people and on ourselves to the point where doing well in regard to losing pounds can still not feel like enough? Why is doing our best and trying our hardest still not enough unless we reach an acceptable size? How can our society be so fixated on a number and that we all need to reach that number in order to be attractive, healthy, sucessful, and worthy? And if we don’t give a shit about that number and how society feels about, if we practice acceptance of our size and living our lives at whatever that size may be were considered wrong, detrimental to the society that outcasts us already, and ignorant? Why is it only ok for someone who is thin already or actively persuing a smaller pant size justified in saying something along the lines of “I don’t want to let a number define my whole view of myself” but when I say that at 270lbs and a non-dieting but still healthy and active lifestyle I am slammed and considered the real problem?
Why is it ok for Seventeen Magazine to promote a Body Peace Treaty like they advertized during last nights Huge but people who promote fat acceptance considered bad role models for doing essentially the same thing? Is it because Seventeen is also showcasing size 0 models 3 pages before and after while self loving fatties are showcasing such “radical” ideas as Health At Every Size and the belief that weight is not an indicator of health?
So those were the questions it brought up for me and the answers to them I don’t really have, all i know is “I don’t want to let a number define my whole view of myself” and even if that makes me the villan to some I’m not going to. I spent far too much of my life trying to live up to other peoples expectations in regard to my size. I let the pressure to be under a certain number on the scale break my spirit, take away a part of my heart, ruin my fun and missed out on way too many exciting experiences because I was too busy counting calories, weighing obsessivley, and figuring out how many calories I would have to burn in order to have a slice of pizza. The pressure, the expectations, the emotional rollercoaster is not worth it. For me its far more important to live a scale free, diet lacking, fat and fearless life, and thats exactly what I’m going to do. Whether my body stays the same, shrinks, or gets larger I know that I will be viewing myself by the size of my heart which, since leaving behind caring about the size of my ass, has grown two sizes.
First off let me say WELCOME!!
This site and the dialog, research and overall happiness I hope to generate from it has a been a brain child of mine for sometime and I am so glad to have you along for the ride. Before we get to know a bit more about how this site is going to work, what opportunities you will have, and what topics we will be covering, I thought it would be good to get a few posts under my belt and just take it from there. So here we go!
Those of you who have ventured your way over here from my fashion blog Lips Hips & Fatshion Tips have heard me talk over the last few weeks of the ABC Family show HUGE, which is basically a sitcom/mostly drama about life at fat camp for a group of teens. I have decided that since I have created this new site, to talk more about issues relating to fat, bravery, living your life to the fullest and basically the ups and downs of being a forever fat girl this seems the more appropriate place for my Huge Reflections, and maybe this is a good way for us to start getting to know each other.
Last nights episode of HUGE for me really seemed to be about change and growth, you could instantly tell just from the previews for it which seemed to be a bit more dramatic than the actual episode itself, but none the less once again it did make me think, reflect and remember. It started out with the group of Christian campers attending Church and talking about prayer. They were told that they could pray for anything they wanted and as I heard the words “Thighs that don’t touch” come out of the mouth of Haley Hasselhoff’ss character Amber my thought process on this post had already started to come to life. Out of all the things in the world that she could pray for her thoughts instantly went to nixing chub rub from her life, and I had to wonder what does that mean for her soul? I think sometimes we get so clouded by almost petty things in our lives like our self-proclaimed flaws and aesthetics and the way people perceive us that we forget the bigger picture. When we are on the self loathing or the diet train, which I am fairly certain every plump, overweight (even though there is no such thing), plus size.. whatever it is you want to call yourself, I choose the word fat person has jumped on a time to a hundred times we think that everything we could ever want, or need or desire in the whole world is wrapped up in a number on a scale that we aim to reach. We believe that with weight loss all of our problems will disappear, we will snag the man or woman of our dreams, will nail the job we have been after, we will have more friends, be less socially awkward, be happier in general, basically that life will be cake even if that means we can never indulge in a slice again for the rest of our lives.
In my fat life I have been every size from a 12 to a 24 and as a teen I was even at one point as low as a size 9. At those smaller sizes sure I had a great appreciation for shopping in Victoria’s Secret and getting attention from males who were just after my then much smaller ass, but really that was the only change that took place. I was still way too loud, always saying the wrong thing (seriously my foot should probably just be forever inserted into my mouth), didn’t have any bigger group of friends then I did before and was still me, still the person I am and always have been except for taking up a little less space in the world. The last time I remember my “thighs not touching” was in the 6th grade when I was trying to be in with the in-crowd that consisted of basically a bunch of skinny bitches (really these girls had toxic personalities) who made me just a bitch myself who was skinnier then she had ever been but still larger than the rest. Iate pretended to eat all the same things as them but I was still larger, which I realize now is because that is just the way my body is, that I have curves, a booty, and that there is nothing wrong with that. My mom once told me that this was the only time in the life where even though she loved me she really didn’t like me. Sure my clothes were more in the 5, 7, 9 range (seriously do you remember that ridiculous store?) but my heart was still in a size 16 and my personality that had always been kind and good natured I now associated with my previous fat life and found myself trying to mask the old me away by basically being a snatch. How is this a good change?
I began to think about this last night as I was learning the Poppy the girls counselor was a previous camper who no one could honestly ever imagine being fat. She said that being at that camp years before and the retreat that they go on during last nights episode had changed her life. My thoughts when hearing this, how has it really changed her life? She has admitted in prior episodes the belief that she is asexual (which could quite possible be something that is still a worry from her inner fat girl) , she is awkward, not really likeable, and is still living her summers at the camp that changed her, which conveniently is probably the only place she really feels safe and like a success story. What about the rest of her “life”, what does she have now that she didn’t have when she was previously a fat camper? From what I can tell is NOTHING- just a smaller jean size.
Weight and size are not indicator of health, nor are changing them the golden ticket to everything you ever wanted. The real ticket I think is truly living your life, chasing your dreams, being who you are and loving every party of yourself as you are now, not you at the size you were in college, or how you envision yourself 50lbs from now. I think that a lifestyle that revolves around being one with your body, soul and heart, that embraces self love, self respect and taking the chances to make your dreams come true can do a lot more to give you the life you want then Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever can ever do for you and that my lovelies is what I am here for.