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Originally Posted by potatofree
Okay, thanks for clarifying that.
It may very well be common for people to feel as you describe, but trust me when I say my size has actually FREED me from the kind of self-absorbed vanity I see from some posts around the forum. I used to be thin, and right in the fray of the "contest" of being the thinnest in the group, thinking 10 lbs was a frightening slippery slope leading me toward my father's fate. He died of complications of stomach stapling, after decades of pain and humiliation. Oddly, it was STILL looks that drove my ambition to be "skinny".
My weight gain was probably both my body's rebellion for the years of starving and torture I imposed on it, and my SOUL rebelling against the constant vigilance and fear of becoming "a fat cow" or something, my way of retreating from the rat race.
That's not to say I love being fat. I have the same issues with how I look a lot of the time as anyone else, but the thing is, I've moved past it. My lumpy "ugly" body does what I need it to do, thank God. I've borne a daughter and raised her to young adulthood, borne a son and sometimes marvel at my own arms... that even though he's 120 or so lbs, they help lift him into his wheelchair when I used to be tired from carrying him at TEN pounds. Yep, they have a goodly layer of pudge on them, stretch marks, scars... but they're me.
Would I like to be thinner? You bet. It'll happen if I keep plugging away at it. Am I afraid that something bad will happen if I don't lose 10 lbs this month? Nah.... My health is so much better than it was when I WAS skinny, it really doesn't register that someone else might think my butt's too big.
Maybe it's just age that changed me more than size, but having been on both sides of the fence myself I can say for ME that there are just too many things in life that are SO much more valuable than fitting in a small size that I wouldn't have SEEN without the experience of having been bigger... that I should actually be more charitable toward those who can't see them.
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I understand and respect your point of view, potatofree.
I think we are both enjoying our own kind of liberation. For years you had the body, you had that under control... but you never knew what it felt like to just "be". You didn't get to eat without freaking out about the calories/fat grams/carbs, you didn't get to not care if your makeup wasn't done right, or if your waist band was pinching a little more than it was yesterday. Now that you are older and have lived, you can enjoy greater freedom with yourself, and not caring so much about the shininess of the package.
I already did that though. Not until that day in march of 03 did I EVER in my life consider how many calories, grams of fat, or carbs was in food I ate. I didn't care one whit if my pants got tighter - oh well, buy new ones, preferably one with an elastic that will "grow". I didn't care how fat I was, or if I was getting fatter (although I do admit every day I "wished I wasn't fat" due to the social stigma).
I've already "enjoyed" the freedom of being totally oblivious to my physical appearance, and you know what... for me, mostly due to my age, it wasn't all that fun. I enjoy the way I am now, much more, and in a way I feel more free than I did before. I was able to let myself go the way I had not because I reached some plane of higher understanding that I was able to look past the physical. I was the way I was because I was extremely depressed and didn't much care about anything. I was in effect TRAPPED by my weight and eating. I wasn't free, I was more restricted and limited than the most extreme case of anorexia.
For me, getting TRULY thin (not just "less fat" as my original goal was) it symbolizes a movement to liberate myself. I have liberated (or moved toward liberating) myself from insecurity, powerlessness, directionlessness, confusion and chaos. I now recognize my own personal power to DO and to CHANGE, not just myself, but anything I want. I didn't have that feeling of being empowered before. My transformation, to me, symbolizes passion for life, confronting it, of setting the goal I WANT and not settling for less than that. I honestly had no idea I had any power at ALL when I was fat. That's why I resorted to "wishing to be thin" and never even made an attempt to try myself. My life right now is a few years behind everyone else my age because of this belief. Just now I am finally starting school, just finally starting to buy clothes and do all the things other young women started doing in their teens.
While I do admit I am afraid of gaining small amounts of, it's not so much the weight I am scared of. I am scared of still being the same person and that this is all an illusion. I'm scared that underneath still lurks the same oblivious, reclusive, escapist compulsive eater and all my hard work was nothing but wasted effort. That's why I'm afraid of eating junkfood, of periodic over eating, of gaining weight - I'm afraid a little will lead to a lot, because it is my TRUE nature.
I suspect that, in time, when I learn to live with my weight and eating and it isn't so new and threatening, these fears will dissipate. It's unpredictable now, but as I maintain it will become familiar.
Also, there's an age difference between yourself and the "vanity pounders". The fact is when you're young, looks ARE important, especially for women. A young woman wants to feel beautiful, she wants to feel like guys like her. It's not even just lack of self awareness or the stupidity of youth, there is a biological motivation. In your reproductive years, you want to feel like you have high value in the "reproductive market" you know? An old lady, unless she's emotionally delayed, doesn't and shouldn't care quite as much about her hair or clothes or makeup or body fat percentage. There's no reason to. A 22 year old girl, on the other hand... I would say it's more a sign of abnormality to NOT care much than it would be to care a lot. In young woman, I would wager that indifference to appearance is more often than not a sign of depression and LACK of self acceptance.