It’s hard being overweight. It’s not just the physical stuff, like the chaffing or the flights of stairs or how utterly exhausted you feel all the time. It’s also the mental stuff. Your mind. Your brain. Being obese is mentally taxing.
Everywhere you go – the fact that you are overweight follows you. In a restaurant? You feel judgement on what you order. In a clothes store? You wonder if the largest size will fit you. It never stops.
When you see other women, you judge them and yourself based on their size. Are they smaller than you? Then, you probably wish you were them. Maybe you think your face is prettier or your hair is nicer, but you’d trade it all for that smaller or fitter body. If she is bigger than you? Well, then you have that extra bounce in your step and thank God for not being at that stage.
It’s horrible. It’s always there. The judgement. And it never stops. Your self worth is literally measured in pounds, dress sizes and inches.
Maybe this isn’t everyone’s experience but it was mine for over 25 years. I measured what I was and what I was worth based on my size. I didn’t dress the way that I wanted, I dressed in a way that was size appropriate.
I saw women who ‘owned’ their weight better than me. They knew they were larger in certain areas and chose to accentuate it. But, I wasn’t one of those and I felt they were ‘better than’ me too.
I was meek and mild. And, even though I was heavy and standing only five feet tall, I essentially tried to make myself as small as possible. I hunched over and slouched. I would fold my shoulders in to seem smaller and always sucked in my belly. I wore flats so I wouldn’t stand out (and for the fact that heels are torture when you are overweight).
I was quiet and never ruffled any feathers. Everything about me screamed, ‘please don’t look at me’. I played small.
Then, through a lot of hard work and determination (and with a lot of help!), I lost a lot of weight, got fit and even got some muscles. I like how I feel now, but even so, it has taken years for my self esteem to catch up to my fitter body.
Losing weight or getting fit does not change your mind.
Maybe over time and with enough positive self talk your mind will catch up, but it is absolutely a work in progress. You can change your body a lot faster than your mind.
I went on vacation five years ago, at my lightest weight and fittest in my life. I bought a bikini for the trip as I had never worn one in my life. I literally had it on for two hours one morning. I couldn’t take it. I felt judged and judged myself a million times harder and I eventually changed into another swim suit because I was so self conscious.
Years later, and about 10 pounds heavier, I am on the first vacation in my life that I have felt okay wearing a bikini. Do I look better than I did then? No, but my brain has finally caught up to my body and the fact that my worth doesn’t lie in the size of it.
I am no longer measuring my self worth in pounds, inches and dress sizes. I finally feel that my inside wants to wear a bikini. And if my outside looks good in it, so be it.
Losing weight actually made me realize that my self worth and the worth of others is not measured in fat percentages, pounds or dress sizes. We are all so much more than that and we need our minds to finally recognize that and our minds to stop judging others that way.
