~~~Yeah, I have pretty much the best hubby ever.~~~
Fat is not a 4 letter word. Why is it that we allow that word to make us feel 'less than' anyone else?
Every single day I come across the same posts and comments - in groups online, on my facebook page, in my daily life. "I'm not fat. I'm curvy - or voluptuous, rotund, heavy, thick, large, or big-boned." Let me shine a light on this for a second. No. You are not. You are Fat. If you have ever described yourself as any of those words...you might be those things. But you are also FAT.
And GOOD FOR YOU!
We are a species that has spent 200,000 years breeding ourselves to be fatter. For most of human history, fat was considered a VERY sexy trait. To be fat meant you had the means to have plenty of food and didn't have to spend so many of your calories just surviving. At a very primal level, fat meant a better chance for survival, and so the primitive part of our brain sought that out as a desirable trait.
Even as short as 75 years ago, look at the magazine articles from the 20's, 30's, and 40's. You will not find a single diet ad. You WILL find ad after ad after ad that all say,
And now, after 200,000 years of breeding - with each generation being a little better able to store calories in an efficient manner, we find ourselves in a society where calories are easy to come by. We have been bread for hundreds of generations to hoard calories, and rather than having to toil to get them, we now have the ability to obtain copious amounts of calories without even leaving the comfort of our car. Is it any wonder why we are fat?
In terms of survival, we fat folks are the most successful humans in the history of all of humanity. So why do we feel shame? Why do we allow the honesty of who we are make us feel weak? Why do we try to hide the truth from ourselves and the rest of the world? Any time you say the words "I'm just big-boned," you are declaring to yourself and the world that you hate yourself for being a successful storage center for calories.
For some, it is an honest-to-god medical issue, but for most of us, it is not. Every time you say, "I have a thyroid disorder," you are cheapening all the work our ancestors have done to bring us to this point. You should not have to obfuscate the reality of your existence with meek and feeble apologies to the world for being the magnificent creature that you are.
I understand the stigma. I have experienced the sickened feeling in your gut when you hear that word. I understand that your demons pull a switcheroo on you. Somewhere between your ears and your brain, the word metamorphoses into something ugly. "Fat = gross. Fat = disgusting. Fat = not sexy. Fat = worthless." I have been guilty of it. I have hidden beneath the lies in my head that "I am not fat. I am just a big dude." But it is a lie. It has always been a lie. I am FAT. I was born fat. I was a fat kid, and I'm a fat adult. I AM FAT! And you know what? That is not something to be ashamed of. That is something to be PROUD of.
For 200,000 years, humanity has striven to become US! So now that we are here, at the pinnacle of human existence, society somehow changed the rules of the game. It saw that we were winning, and said, "Well, if we change the rules, we can make them hate themselves for their success. Within a generation or two, we can so totally change the rules of the game, that the winners will have to go to the back of the line."
But I refuse to let them change. I refuse to be defeated by my biological success. I refuse to be ashamed of my body. 10,000 generations of my ancestors worked damn hard to give me the genetics that allowed me to become what I am, and I will not insult their work by being ashamed of what they created. I refuse to cringe from what I am, and I refuse to insult you by allowing that word to take power away from any of us. FAT IS NOT A 4 LETTER WORD.
So the next time you hear someone call you fat, DO NOT CRINGE. Do not make excuses to yourself or to them. Do not slink away from that proud word and grant it the power to make you hate yourself, and in extension hate the rest of the wonderful fat people of the world. By insulting yourself, you insult all of us. By saying, "it's not okay to be me", you are saying that it is not okay for any of us to be ourselves. The next time someone calls you fat, you look them in the eye, and proudly declare, "Thanks for noticing. I worked hard for this body."
I promise you that it will stop them in their tracks.
~~~Jena, the Fat Girl here. I HAVE totally said that, and it DOES totally stop them in their tracks. Sometimes veins throb in their forehead, or they turn a deep shade of purple. It's AWESOME!~~~