What Does Size Have To Do With It?

Warning this has nothing to do with writing.

This is an old pet peeve of mine and probably not the last time you will hear about it.  Every so often I kind of have enough of the media and the skewed images it forces on us.  I get easily up in arms and pull out the soap box.

So here it is.  News flash!

I'm a big woman.  That's right I'm fat.  By today's standards I'm probably downright obese.  How many of you right now are thinking, "Whoopie freaking doo!  A fat chic on the rampage.  What else is new?"  Maybe this isn't some major revelation but it still needs being said.  Here's another news flash:

Big women are just as beautiful and desirable as skinny women.

Let me repeat that.  Big women are just as beautiful and desirable as skinny women.  That's right, I said it,and I stand by it.  Here's another shocker:

I'm a big woman in the United States and I DON'T have body image issues.  While I could stand to lose a few pounds for health, I still feel beautiful, feminine, confident, and desirable.  I may not be every man or woman's cup of tea, but you'd be surprised at the offers I get, even being married, and not just from the freaks.  Some of these men and women are GORGEOUS!  And just to put this in perspective when I say confident, I don't mean in a put on a girdle and fake it till you make it kind of way.  I'm talking, I once had to take a life drawing class online.  This is the nude model class.  Guess what happens when you have to do that online?  You draw yourself.  I had the guts to take a mirror and draw myself nude, in all my round glory, and I wasn't afraid of the reaction.  In fact I got nothing but good comments.

It shocks me a little sometimes when people expect me to be depressed or want to hide myself because I'm big.  I look at them and wonder what planet they live on.  The average size woman in the USA is about an 18.  The average size woman in the world is a 14.  While there may be some countries that worry more about obesity in general, the fact remains, fat people live there too.  Big and small people live everywhere.

I wasn't always confident.  In my youth I struggled a lot with body image.  The messages all around me were telling me I was ugly because I was fat.  My mother mad major issues with obesity so the  messages I got from my family were the same.  "Don't be like your mother."  They said this out of love and as an adult I can respect that, but as a kid...yeah it messed me up a little.  Messed my mom up too.  I was the freak.  The outcast.  I really was depressed because I was starved for peer attention but didn't understand what I had done to send them all away.  And through this my heart kept telling me there was nothing wrong with me.  But the evidence was to the contrary right?

Here is a truth I learned in adulthood, after having children, bad relationships, and a lot of time down and out.

1.  It takes all kinds.  There is every size shape and color imaginable on this planet and all of them are beautiful.  If you take the time to see it and not be afraid of going against what the media says you're supposed to like, you'll see it for yourself.  Get rid of the size 0 model image in your head.  Drop the idea that women need to have DD breasts or men need to have washboard stomachs and really *look* at the person next to you.  There's beauty there.

2.  Your body has a natural place it likes to be.  If we stop dieting and take the time to eat right--I'm not saying go ultra mega vegan, but maybe cut out fast food when you can and make better choices when you cant, and eat fruit and vegetables--and stay active--again you don't need to run a triathlon, but go play with your kids, do things you love, take a walk--your body will naturally find where it likes to be and go there.  For some of us it really will be a size 8, for others it might be a 28.  I know people in my life who are legitimately 300lbs and perfectly healthy. No heart trouble, no diabetes, no joint complaints.  And I know 100lbs people are very sickly.

3.  The media will only show the minority, not the ideal.  There are very few people who can fit Abercrombie clothes.  They show us that because it's exotic.  Those models aren't always healthy, or happy.  They do not love their bodies unconditionally or even their souls and minds.

4.  There is more to life than beauty.  Yes I am beautiful in my way, but I'm also smart, kind, creative, and funny.  I love these things about me. I'm not perfect.  I have flaws like everyone else, but when I started to love myself for these other qualities instead of judging myself by someone else's standard of beauty I began to love the whole package and that's when others started to notice me.  It wasn't my size or shape that attracted other people it was the confidence shining out from underneath that attracted them.  If you hide yourself and sulk you can look like a million bucks and no one will pay you any mind.  If you walk tall and smile and let your soul shine, then you can be fugly and you'll attract everyone around you.
Picture Copyright Les Toil Here's a good example of all my points.  I am a huge fan of Les Toil.  He does BBW pin up girls.  Look at this woman.  She has to be over 300 lbs easily.  Look at how lovely she is?  How alluring?  How sensual?  How confident?  How many women of all shapes want to be her right now?

Size means diddly.  Living your life and loving yourself unconditionally is much more important and will do wonders for every part of your life.

Just to be very clear.  Unconditionally means you love yourself regardless of what others think of you.  Not judging yourself by other people's standards.  Forgiving yourself for your mistakes.  Wanting good things for yourself.  Taking chances to make those things happen.  Standing up for what you believe in.  Loving ALL your good qualities.  Knowing that even when life throws you for a loop you are worth the work it takes to see the other side.

That is my wish, ladies and gentlemen.  That each of you can learn to love yourself unconditionally and stop the media blind side telling who and what we should be.  They're not in your mind, your heart, or your soul.  Who the hell are they to judge you anyway?
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Published on May 18, 2013 10:40
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