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I always struggled with my weight…At least for the last 19 years…younger I was really skinny, at 18 years it was worse, I fighted an anorexia and after that anorexia, My body weight was not the same anymore, I took and loose weight always…My parents are fat so I know there is a ground for it…and I hate my body image, always hate it and it won’t be better soon..I have many many kgs too much for the moment…I admire you to be able to see things like that..I know you’re right but can’t help myself and prefer not to see me in mirrors and for the moment is more than afraid of bathroom scale. I wish you all the best, Jen
Kel, thanks for sharing your story. You are so brave, I know it’s hard. You are a beautiful woman. Chin up, my friend!
I was born big…all 8lb plus of me and I was never a thin/slender/skinny kid growing up and that trend has pretty much followed me all through life. I’m not as self conscious about it now as I was for the first 35 years. School was a nightmare. Family gatherings could be just as cruel but having my own parents tell me I need to lose weight was kinda hard to take. I wasn’t allowed to diet but I had to move the weight…I had no idea how to do that. As it turns out, I have PCOS (poly-cystic ovarian syndrome) which is a big contributor to weight gain. So it was like going around in circles for me. My hormones were a mess and emotionally, so was I. After the birth of my second child the weight came on fast. At the age of 35, I was tipping the scales up around the 100kg mark. Then something changed in me and I lost weight, gained confidence, happiness and learned to accept me for who I am. Even now as some of the lost weight has returned, it’s not as big an issue for me. I still want to lose another 15kg but I need to put my emotional well being and my happiness first. Then I will try again to get to that goal that has eluded me all my life. But I won’t lose sleep over it anymore. And I don’t care what other people think.
Jennifer, you are a beautiful person inside and out. Thank you for posting this. xo
Chelle, Thanks for being so open in your comments. What goes on inside the heart and soul does become a pure reflection on the externals. I am forever amazed and humbled by the extraordinary women I come into contact with on a daily basis both IRL and online. Again, thank you so much for sharing.
Hey Jenn. You most certainly aren’t chubbie or an ugly ducklying. *giggles*
Now, I’ve discovered over the years, that how people perceive a person isn’t through their eyes but through their emotions.
I don’t know if it happened to you, but I’ve met people and thought they’re ugly at first (physically), and after an hour of our conversation I wondered how I could have ever found that person to be ugly!
Usually for me, I find a person is beautiful if I find in them the kind of emotions that suit my definition of beautiful. And you most certainly do. Caring for people, being kind, doing what you think is right, doing the best you can, positivity. All those things I think you possess and therefor in my book you are a beautiful person.
While growing up I most certainly wasn’t fat, but everyone around me told me that I am, including my parents. Pillars of truth I believe you said, and you were right. Eventually it got to a point that when my mom told me that I’m fat (which would happen once a day), I’d sit at the table and eat as much as I could! *giggles*
Now I am fat. I’m ok with it most of the time. Though there are times, like when I was on a movie set, and people were all thin, well shaped or whatever, and one of the costume girls told me that I’m great, only if I would lose some weight I would be awesome! *laughs* I have no idea what that means!
Over the years I did a lot of dieting only to stop around my 19th b-day. When I was 18 I lost a lot of weight and was “beautiful”. But the comments about me being fat and needing to lose more weight didn’t stop. What’s more I didn’t think I was thin enough. Which I was… So, one morning I woke up and realized it’s never gonna be enough for them and I stopped worrying about it. By that time I’ve already destroyed my stomach with various stuff that I’ve used to lose weight (along with the conventional means, like healthy diet and exercise) and I said enough. I was very very fortunate, because it could’ve been worse.
While I do think I should lose a lot of weight (because this isn’t healthy as well), I don’t worry about it a lot. I lose like one kilo over the course of two months and that’s ok, because I’m not starving and I still think good of myself. Which I think is the most important thing, feeling good in our skin. It’s not about how others see us, but more about how we see ourselves.
Dee
Dee, you are gorgeous. One of the most truly beautiful people I met at AT5. You are so open and loving and giving of yourself. Your internal self-confidence and awareness is amazing. As you’ve said, taking charge of your health is, of course, extremely important, but loving yourself is a part of that total equation, and you have that in spades.
GREAT entry. Thank you so much for sharing, because I know this is a difficult subject. I’m glad you recognize that you were NOT chubby as a child. And I also have to say that you are truly a beautiful person – inside and out.
I *was* rather heavy as a child (from about third grade on) so this resonates deeply. One of my parents was always getting on my case about it, and that just made me seek food as comfort even more. Finally, in tenth grade, I went to boarding school for a year and my eating was limited, so I lost a bunch of weight— and for the first time people in my social circle stopped viewing me as primarily “the funny one.” It was a nice change, but had a horrible side effect… I got a bit obsessive with my weight. It didn’t help that I went into the world of TV— where looks count for quite a bit. Once that happened, I did whatever I could to try to drop those extra pounds, but I never *ever* felt “skinny enough.”
Leaving TV a few years ago was a good thing for me (in more ways than one), but other things that happened in my life right around that same time had a rather drastic effect on my attitude towards my weight. I just stopped caring… and as a result, gained quite a bit of weight. I eventually got to the point where I didn’t feel as healthy (even with regular exercise) so now I’m back on the loss bandwagon again. But it’s difficult— I’m older (I totally identify with your statement about your body not reacting the same way as it did in your 20′s) and I must admit the whole weight thing is a battle I’m tired of fighting. So it’s going slowly. The good news is, I no longer punish my body by doing the stupid things I used to do in order to lose weight… and at this point I really do just want to get to a point where I feel healthier. The bad news is, I wish I could say that I will someday feel okay with how I look, but the truth is, I’m not sure I ever will.
The irony is, I view everyone else with a completely different filter. Some of the most beautiful people I know also are the heaviest… and their weight doesn’t affect the way I view them at ALL. In my brain, I recognize that true beauty comes from within, and if someone ever has a problem with the way that I look on the outside— that’s just someone I don’t need to get to know. And yet, I’m still very hard on myself! I feel I’ve grown in a lot of ways, but some things are hard to shake— especially when you’ve had someone telling you certain things since you were a child. So I feel your pain.
Thanks so much for your thoughtful post, Carmen. Your last paragraph totally resonates with how I view people as well. I really wish there was some way to let us see ourselves as we see others, but we are so shaped by our pasts that it may be impossible. I only hope that if I have a daughter, I will never do or say anything that will make her feel like anything but a wonderful, worthwhile human being, and break the awful cycle of self and external criticism.
Great blog Jenn. I am always perplexed by the way we find ways to focus on and make something a negative in our lives. Wether it is that mythical 5 pounds that every woman is trying to lose or that little tommy can’t throw like his brother can.
I loved those dove soap commercials that came out showing and proclaiming that all women are beautiful.
As a heavy man, I have not found the inner motivation to get rid of this weight, but i keep trying and in the mean time, I just like me for me. I have tried to teach that to me nieces, that they are wonderful and beautiful no matter how they look nor how skilled they are at things.
I hope I have been successful.
Again great blog. You are a beautiful and wonderful woman that I am glad I met.
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Hey Len!
Thanks for your comment. Knowing you, I am sure you do an amazing job teaching your nieces. It is amazing how small things can shape our self-view in such a negative way. It’s an interesting lesson in how anything you say, no matter how seemingly inconsequential, can impact someone’s life in such a big way.
Wonderful entry. Sorry it took me so long to read it. I am compelled to share my story.
I was a fat kid. No doubt about it. I remember being weighed by the nurse in grade school – I think it had to have been 3rd grade (maybe even 2nd)– and the scale tipping over 100 lbs. It’s a vivid memory. We were taken out of class and into the hallway in small groups to be weighed. I did not want to step on the scale in front of my class mates, even just the smaller group of them. I was in tears. Humiliated.
Growing up, my mother was constantly on a diet and her weight fluctuated a lot, but she was never skinny, just varying degrees of ‘overweight’. But I had constant access to soda, sugary cereal and fast food. I was active, but my diet was shit. My mother always told us to lose the weight while we were young, because it would only get more difficult as we got older. Wish I would have heeded her advice!
My fear now is seeing myself in my 11 year old niece and not being able to do anything about it.
Once I stopped growing, my size stayed pretty much the same. I never stepped on a scale, but I would guess that I never fluctuated more than 10 pounds or so.
Freshman year in college I was the exception to the rule – I lost a little weight because I had no car and was forced to walk or ride my bike everywhere. But that gradually came back over the next few years.
Then my mom passed away and I gained at least 15-20 pounds. I had thought my highest weight was shortly after that (at about 245), but then I found some pictures of me the following summer and I looked even heavier.
Shedding those ‘grieving’ pounds wasn’t too difficult. I did it without too much effort – dance class once a week and some trips to the gym.
My move to California was a turning point for me. It was a fresh start. I began making small, gradual changes in my diet. And I started seriously going to the gym on a regular basis. It took several years, but I managed to shed over 50 pounds. I went from a size 20 to a size 12 (sometimes 10) without resorting to surgery (which my sister did).
I can now wear ‘normal’ people clothes for the first time in my adult life. I should be ecstatic about what I have accomplished, but most of the time I am not. I am still focused on the 10 pounds (now 15-20 since I’ve gained some back) that I have left to lose before I would hopefully be a size 8. I am also focused on the numbers on the scale. Technically I am still right on the line between ‘overweight’ and ‘obese’ on the BMI scale (which I know is a bunch of BS). I told you how much I weigh and I know I don’t look it, but it still is difficult to get past that number.
I know I will never be a size 2. When I started my journey to a healthier life, I said that I would love to be a size 12. And now I am, but now I would kill to be a size 8. I would like my muffin-top to be smaller (or gone!) and I would like my inner thighs and arms to not be so flabby.
Although I love the ballet class I have started taking, it is a struggle for me to watch myself in the mirror (and issue I also have with Irish dance). My ballet teacher is constantly telling me to not look down.
So, that’s my story. A bit unusual because I never did the ‘yo-yo’ diet thing. I’ve never technically been on a commercial ‘diet’ in my life – I’ve drank a few slim fast here and there, but nothing official.
If you’d like to see some pictures of me through the years:
http://s166.photobucket.com/albums/u107/geekysam/me/progress/
Hi Amanda!
Thanks so much for sharing your story. You are beautiful and strong and your journey to healthiness is totally inspiring.
Like you, I find looking in the mirror during classes to be difficult, but I’m hoping it will help change my self-perception for the better.
Your ‘progress’ album is amazing. Your incredible spirit shows through in all of the pictures.
xo