So, my husband and I were doing a late night walk around the area. We passed a bar during the final leg (I was swinging my arms and not walking straight- stupid pain). As we are walking away, the drunks start calling,”Left, Left, Left Right, Left.” I said that the drunk just saw some fat girl walking and decided to have some fun. Then, my husband said something kinda weird. “You know, you’ve never considered yourself part of the ‘fat girl’ culture.”
He’s right. I’ve been fat off and on my whole life and more fat than healthy. I call myself fat, because I am, but I don’t think of myself as a BBW. I don’t think of myself as someone who is fat and I embrace it. I think of myself as someone that is currently fat, but doesn’t have to be. If I would clean up my act, I would stop being fat.
It’s an interesting perspective. When I go clothes shopping, I try to find something cute, but I think of it as temporary. I won’t wear it forever because it will become too big. Very few times I have thought I was stuck in my weight, but that was during…. wait for it…. pain.
Otherwise, I look at this as temporary. I am losing weight and as I lose weight, I will be healthier. I will be stronger. I will be even more kick ass. It’s this outlook that separates me from so many other women that are the same size as me.