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  1. Being Fat is a lifestyle choice. I didn’t wake up one day and choose to be fat but the thousands of little choices I made knowing the consequences of my actions and inactions would lead me to this point in life.

    That being said there is nothing to accept or understand about it. I am ashamed of it and have recently come to the realization if I do not fix it then very bad stuff will happen. So I am going to fix it.

    I am reminded of an sci fi show that used to come on called Dark Angle. The main bad guy goes to an AA meeting because he is a recovering alcholic and this is what he said;

    LYDECKER: I’m, uh, new in town. I have some business here, and I’ve been coming to this meeting for the last couple weeks. I’ve listened to a few of you stand up and tell your stories, and tonight I’d like to take my turn. Drinking damn near destroyed my life. I woke up one morning, took a look around…I was lying on the floor. I decided never to touch another drop. I’ve been sober ever since. I hear a lot of you talk about taking things one day at a time. As far as I’m concerned, that’s a cop-out. You make a decision and you take charge of your life. You don’t need a higher power to help you. You don’t need a sponsor. What you need is strength of mind, willpower, and character. Alcoholism is not a disease. It’s a failing. You’ve turned it into a church. You worship at the altar of self-pity. I come to these rooms for one reason: to remember what I don’t want to become…helpless, impotent, and weak. Thank you. As you were.

    Sorry for the rant, but being fat is something I finally admitted I cannot be anymore and soceity does not have to pity me for my bad choices. College kids are coddled beyond all belief and you do not need acceptance for something that is wrong. You need to fix it.

  2. AwesometificAmerican says: . . . being fat is something I finally admitted I cannot be anymore and society does not have to pity me for my bad choices.

    I am with you. I do not expect validation for all of the bad choices that made me a fat-ass, but I am humbled and touched by how genuinely encouraging and supportive people have been over my progress in reversing the trend and beginning to lose some of the excess poundage. “About damn time” is the reaction I deserve. My teen-aged daughter has a fat friend who is very much into the “Fat Pride” movement that tries so hard to reverse the evolutionary-driven preference for fit figures. She is constantly posting about “self-acceptance” and “new standards of beauty” and “breaking the mold” (as well as the scale). She protests too much – if she were really happy about her appearance she wouldn’t be so damned determined to make everyone else change their standards to suit her. (Thank goodness my daughter took me as a horrible warning rather than as an example – she makes healthy choices and consequently is acknowledged as beautiful without having to change the definition.)

  3. Crabby, I had an overweight sister and twenty years ago she just couldn’t lose the weight for some reason. She said to me, “Jim, I just don’t know what to do about my weight any more!” I said, “Well, you can start by just forgetting about it and try to enjoy life like you did as a skinny kid – but without all those Mayonnaise-pickle sandwiches.” Today, you would never know she was overweight. I have another sister who’s OCD and compulsively overweight and that advice has never worked. She loves being fat. But she also used to be a Democrat and lately, I’ve managed to convince her to abandon that particular Liberal blimp.

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