JstAnotherSub -> RE: Will this thread explode? (4/6/2011 8:56:13 AM)
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LaT, I think this relates to what you typed. If not, please forgive me. Body image is all in the mind for some. I am one of those folks I believe. Growing up, I was bigger than everyone else. I have been teased for being fat all my life. Thing is, when I was a teen and grew into adulthood, I was a size 14/16ish. I look back at pics of me and remember my mindframe about what I looked like and think, damn I was one hot bitch! Back then, clothes on the normal racks stopped at 11 or 13. So, since I can not go shop there and have to hit the chubby racks, I must be a pig. Even in my late teens, when I discovered black beauties and lost down to 125 pounds, I still saw a fat chick in the mirror. Only seeing a picture of my self, which showed bulging kneecaps and shoulder blades that could slice into something, did I realize ehat I had done to my body. I joined the Army, and really got healthy, They kinda make you do that for some damn reason. At one of my proudest times in my life, when I felt better physically than ever, I had to have wisdom teeth pulled. I still remember, all these decades later, going to the mess hall and getting mashed potatoes and jello, then sitting down to eat. This tall, really thin chick walked by and looked at my plate, someone I had never seen before and never saw after, and she made the comment to me that eating that would not make me lose weight. I replied that I had just had wisdom teeth pulled and was not trying to lose weight. She laughed and said well, maybe you ought to think about trying. I left crying. I am not a crier, not easily hurt by the words of strangers, but that put me in a funk for a few days. I felt fat and disgusting that day. In order to love me, I had to finally accept my self and realize that I was ok. I have felt fat and disgusting a few times after that also. I wonder why, at some point before now, I did not use that feeling to make changes, rather than kick in to survival mode and think to my self, you are fat and that is ok. You are wonderful. Those feelings are no stronger at 250 pounds than they were at 135. They are the same, even though the body really is now fat and disgusting. I hope this conveys what I meant it to. It all boils down to the fact that I believe eating disorders, whether eating too much or being afraid to eat, are 99% mental and, until I can come up with the way to fix my mental, words like put the fork down don't mean a thing. I honestly think that at some point in time, there will be a pill to fix the part of the brain that causes eating issues, just like there are for depression and other mental problems. Or, that may be the lazy ass fat broad in me wishful thinking. Who knows?
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