Apr 14, 2011 15:10
I had a conversation with my mum the other day about my hair. Long story short, she said it suited me very well. I replied something to the effect of "You think so? I'm glad. I worry I'm too fat for a short cut like this, but I'm really happy with it, so cool." To which she replied, as she always does when I say I'm fat, with telling me something along the lines of "What? Why would you think that? You're not fat!" This time I respond and say "I just mean if I had a less rounded face I think my cut would look better on me. And maybe not to you, but I think I'm fat." To which she got a tad upset and insisted I wasn't. So I asked her; what's so bad about being fat? If I said "I'm skinny" you wouldn't be upset. Why is being fat a bad thing?" And she didn't know quite what to say. So I added "I'm not saying I'm morbidly obease or anything, because I'm not." to which she said "Well, good."
And honestly, it's not 100% true; I do have an idea of why she automaticaly took it as a negative thing. Because our society does. Fat is bad, ugly, comedic, and generally unattractive and undesirable. Ideals of beauty have changed, and with it so have how people peircive themselves and weigh their self worth. It's truely saddening.
Another conversation I've had was when a friend jokingly called me fat and, instead of getting upset or defensive, I agreed. She got very upet and wouldn't let me get off the phone until I took it back and said I wasn't fat. I only caved in and did it as it was late and I was tired. I tried to explain that it's okay, being fat wasn't a bad thing, but she was upset and kept saying sorry for it.
In high school I wasn't quite as confident about it as I am now, so I can understand that it can be hard for people to honestly be fat and okay with it, but once you're there it's fantastic. It's far nicer, to me, to accept being fat and deal with the issues it may bring [cosplay is a great hobby for someone who is fat, let me tell you /sarcasm] than to lie to yourself about your size and have it constantly thrown back in your face.
So, honestly; what's so bad about being fat? The size of my jeans doesn't make me a better or worse person, and my weight doesn't make me smarter or dumber, and how I look doesn't define who I am. Who I am defines who I am.
(I will note, however, that this doesn't mean not wanting to be fat is bad. I'm working on losing weight by working out when I can, as I don't want to be fat. But it doesn't make fat BAD. It's like saying you don't want to have brown hair and that you'd rather be a redhead. Not wanting to be one thing doesn't mean it's bad, it's just not your cup of tea.)
ramblings,
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