As I said before, I am six feet tall so I was always bigger than the other kids. We aren't born knowing that different is often considered "wrong." Society imposes that on us. I remember being at home when I was a pre-teen. My mom's best friend was in the front room with me. She pulled me aside to express concern for my weight (I love my Auntie Lori...may she rest in peace...but she battled anorexia her entire life). I remember the hot flash across my cheeks. So embarrassing. She hadn't even finished her talk with me before my mom, head fully upside down, blow-drying her hair in the bathroom, called me in to have the exact same chat -- like we were just chatting about the fun things we'd be doing that day. I think it hurt my feelings that it was so clearly pre-planned by them and that their execution was flawed because it made me feel attacked since one wasn't even finished talking to me before the other called me over to beat me down some more. That's probably the first time I truly remember (or at least still remember 20 plus years down the road) feeling ashamed about being bigger. And, remember, I was not even close to fat yet.
Its sad how other people's judgments can affect how we feel about ourselves. I always thought I was just bigger. And then I was told, naw, you're fat. This is how the eating disorders start. People, even those with good intentions, telling you that you need to change.
When I was 16, my was born. As she got older, it became clear she was going to be close to my height. And I already knew what was in store for her. I lived it! Even if you are not "fat," when you are a tall girl, your parts are just bigger than everyone else's. If you are six feet tall and built like a brick house, yes, you ARE going to look like Shrek next to the five foot tall, 95 pound ballet dancer. It doesn't mean you're fat. Go back to my previous blog entry... I'd rather be a stacked Viking warrior than a delicate ballet dancer who can be blown off the deck of a ship any day!
Anyway, as I watched my little sister grow, I saw a lot of the same issues I had. She's a tall, built girl. Not fat. Just larger than the other kids. And I knew she was being raised by the same mom (duh). I remember once trying to give my mom a book about self-esteem and eating disorders for teenagers. Not really how to treat one, just how to avoid one and build good self-esteem. She acted like she had no clue what I was talking about. Of course no one wants to be told that they're doing a bad job of raising their kids -- no one likes to be judged -- and that wasn't my intention. However, having lived a similar life, I knew what my sister could be -- or would be -- facing.
I started this blog in my mind this morning in the shower. It was bothering me so much that I had to jump out and start writing it, even though it is making me late to work. My now 17-year-old gorgeous sister posted on Facebook that she needs to go on a diet. So the cycle begins. Oh how I've been there. Yet oh how I know that no one else's opinion
What the hell IS your metabolism anyway? Check out this article from the UK about dieting and metabolism. Here are ways to increase your metabolism, which can help you lose weight. Another article: Diets make you fat. Funny...after I posted this, Women's Health sent an e-mail about boosting your metabolism. Their links sometimes die fast but I thought I'd include it anyway. Here you go.
P.S. Once again, I posted my blog and walked away thinking, I left something out. I am completely aware that childhood obesity is an epidemic. I believe that parents should be encouraging their children to eat healthy and exercise (which, was just called "go outside and play" when I was a kid). I just think it needs to be approached delicately, especially if you are dealing with a child who is already overweight and doesn't need the additional self-esteem hit of, "you are fat, stop eating." So if you have a child who may have a tendency to eat too many cheesy poofs and play too many video games, please give them positive encouragement.