Monday, February 01, 2010

You were one of the first proud fat chicks I found on the internets, and you've always been an inspiration to me. What were the defining moments for you on your own journey of self-acceptance?

This is a tricky one, because there's little awakenings happening every day. I think self-acceptance is a constant journey, ya know?

Over the past couple of hours I was trying to think of actual defining moments, and just a few come to mind.

An early one, was when I was a 12 year old kid, a public health nurse was summoned to my home because I was a fat kid. Talk about making me feel like a freak. But I held my own that day and I took a stand and refused to get weighed by the nurse. It was clear I was fat. There was no purpose for me to step on that scale. The nurse was shocked that I refused and luckily, my mom supported me when the nurse looked to her to get my fat bum on the scale.

Looking back to my childhood and my mid-20s, I think the primary thing that got me through was my focus not just on my appearance. I was successful in my school life and my career not because I was fat or despite of the fact I was fat. It was a non-issue, or at least I didn't think it was, and maybe that obliviousness aided me in being successful at most of what I tried?

I do recall the little successes I had boosted my self esteem and encouraged me to take further risks. I took a lot of little risks, but looking back, I wish I had risked even further because I think I could have reached even loftier goals.

There were times when I struggled with self-acceptance and self esteem, and there still are, but I know that when I choose to take risks, to step out of the comfort zone, I can fly. And I think everyone else can do the same, too. All it takes is a little risk.

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