Feeling fat is relative. It's a feeling. Not a truth. Some people feel fat if the scale doesn't reveal a number in their acceptable range. Fat is a bad word in our house. No one is allowed to say it. I am a bigger girl. I have a larger frame than most. But please refrain from calling a girl "big- boned"or you'll get punched in the face. Hard.
I'm tall and am usually surrounded by short, petite friends. I look like an Amazon woman from the moon standing next to them. It's embarrassing. Tell 'em Large Marge sent ya. I wish I had tiny wrists and cute feet. My feet look like my brother's feet with a pedicure.
My short friends tell me they wish they were taller. What's up with that? Why do we always want the opposite of what we have? If we have curly hair, we iron the crap out of it to make it straight. If we have straight hair, we scorch it with a hot curling iron. It's what we do. I got my nails painted red. Wish I got French.
Here's the thing; I'm catching on to my crazy. No matter what I do - I can't win. My crazy will always look for something to obsess over. If I lose 10 pounds I will inevitably notice wrinkles on my forehead. If I lose 10 pounds and get rid of the wrinkles on my forehead, all of a sudden I have big ears. Since when? Dumbo.
How insane is this? I want to celebrate and embrace who I am - right now at this very moment. God created us all exactly as we are to carry out our unique purposes.
"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made…" (Psalm 139:14)If we love ourselves as God loves us, we will want to take care of ourselves by eating right and exercising.
I must accept that God didn't create me to be a size 4. I am big-boned. I am big-boned! I hereby declare I will no longer squeeze into items that don't fit. I am going to rock my inner Joan. Spanx for nothing!