Have you ever known a fat woman who reveled in her size? Who considered herself a BBW (big, beautiful woman for those of you unfamiliar with the vernacular)? Who dressed in tight, "sexy" clothing and flaunted all she had? I don't really understand that. Is it truly self-acceptance or something else? Can a 350-400 lb woman really love her body? I read about the woman who was looking to break some kind of "fat woman" record--she wanted to weigh more than 700 pounds. Are these women crazy or supremely confident?
I was not that kind of fat woman. While I am still fat, I'm thinner than I was, so I feel I can speak about this now. I used to hide behind baggy tops and layers. I didn't want to "flaunt" my fat--I wanted to camouflage it. I wanted to hide it. I wanted the world to somehow be "fooled" into thinking that I wasn't as big as I was. It worked--in that it made me think I was smaller than I actually was!
I was not that kind of fat woman. While I am still fat, I'm thinner than I was, so I feel I can speak about this now. I used to hide behind baggy tops and layers. I didn't want to "flaunt" my fat--I wanted to camouflage it. I wanted to hide it. I wanted the world to somehow be "fooled" into thinking that I wasn't as big as I was. It worked--in that it made me think I was smaller than I actually was!
My ex wanted me to be proud of my fat--I know that now that he's with a 400-lb woman. But I couldn't be. I hated having my photograph taken. I hated looking in a full-length mirror. And I spent more time feeling less than sexy. I tried to ignore the negative thoughts I had, but the truth is, I hated my body. Any attention I received from a man was welcome--it didn't matter if he was a "loser" who had nothing to offer. I felt the need to "settle", but no more.
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