I know. It happens so rarely.
Which means you should probably grab a cup of coffee and prepare for the worst.
Just don't grab a donut because...
A blog entry from Marie Claire is making the rounds. Entitled Should "Fatties" Get a Room? (Even on TV?) and written by Maura Kelly, this little piece explored the complex issue of whether or not it was gross to watch two obese people kissing.
And no. I'm not joking.
I sat at the computer, eating my grapes, wearing my BodyMedia FIT and feeling sick to my stomach. The stomach that is sitting on my legs.
"...I think I'd be grossed out if I had to watch two characters with rolls and rolls of fat kissing each other ... because I'd be grossed out if I had to watch them doing anything. To be brutally honest, even in real life, I find it aesthetically displeasing to watch a very, very fat person simply walk across a room — just like I'd find it distressing if I saw a very drunk person stumbling across a bar or a heroine addict slumping in a chair."And then, because that wasn't enough, Ms. Kelly continued to give helpful hints for all those struggling with obesity because, after all, obesity is something a person "has a ton of control over".
At first, I was so angry, I wanted to spew a rant of epic proportions, full of terms like "idiotic" and "ignorant" and, well, this is a PG blog so I'll stop there. But you get where I was going with this. Then, I stopped because I read her apology. Which, honestly, wasn't as much an apology as a back pedal. And I realized something...
She honestly feels that all obese people just don't have the will power, knowledge and strength to lose weight. She assures the reader that she knows that slimming down can be tough. She says that it will take some time, but it'll be so worth it. In her own, sadly naive way, she's trying to be encouraging.
I wonder if she's ever been on a 1000 calorie a day diet that leaves you light headed and exhausted, but doesn't help you lose more than a quarter of a pound a week.
I wonder if she's ever had to lose more than fifty pounds in order to be considered healthy.
I wonder if she's ever gone to a party, a family dinner, a restaurant, a club and drank water and ate raw veggies in order not to blow her diet.
I wonder if she's ever stood in a dressing room in tears because she realizes she needs to go up a size.
I wonder if she's ever gone to the pool and felt as though everyone was staring at her, judging her. Oh wait...if Ms. Kelly was there, that might very well be the case.
Because, honestly, if she hasn't walked a mile in my Lane Bryant jeans, she has no idea what it's like to struggle to lose weight.
And yes, kids, while I'm considered obese by medical standards, I can walk a mile. I can run a mile. I can pick up my kids and play and dance - well sort of.
My body, my rolly, polly round body, has given birth to two children. My breasts have nourished two babes. And while I'm working to get fit, to get healthy, I understand that my situation is not the same as everyone else. I understand that not everyone can just lose weight - no matter how hard they try. I understand that there are emotional, psychological, physical reasons why people are obese.
And I understand that it's no more my place to judge them and their actions than it is for me to judge Ms. Kelly.
So I'll conclude with any time there's love in this world it should be celebrated. No matter the size.
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