I am sure that my kids have made a secret pact to make me crazy, I am not sure if they like me so well in my white jacket that they would like me to wear it all the time or they would like to spend weekends as an adult walking the beautiful grounds at St Elizabeth's with their mom. Whatever it is, our life is wild, wacky, wonderful and yes very crazy!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Body Dismorphia
My Dirty Laundry for today!!
I am sure I am not the only woman who suffers from this disorder. I do however think I may have an extreme case. I am not a big girl, I would not however call myself tiny or skinny by any stretch. I think I am probably just plain ole' average. I could lose 5 (10) pounds but really am not willing to give up the ice cream to maintain it. I could run a little more often, I could do a few (lot) more sit ups but I don't. I maintain just where I am.
The funny thing is, I am thinner after having 3 kids then at any other point in my life including High School.
But still when my friends tell me I look skinny, tell me I have lost a lot of weight I cringe.
I think I live in a world of fun house mirrors
My husband tells me I have body dimorphic disorder. I totally thought he made it up but it is a real thing! I am not sure that I meet the clinical definition but I may be borderline.
Some scientist have determined that everyone has a set point . Not all scientist agree with this theory but it makes sense to me. I can get down to the teens but I can never maintain it for long.
Maybe it's just because I am not one of those girls who wants to give up carbs, cheese, meat, sugar, diet soda or any of the other things that I love. I love to eat, I don't just eat to fuel my body, I enjoy food that taste good, I enjoy an Oreo when I have had a shitty day and you all know they will have to pry my wine from my cold dead hands.
I am at a healthy weight, I have a good BMI, my doctor has no worries about the weight I maintain. I am the one who is hard on me about it. I envy my friends who can eat anything and stay tiny tiny, I envy my friends who can avoid the foods that I can't (because I would be an evil chick without the oooey gooey goodness of cheese in my life).
I turn a big age next year that ends in a 0 and does not start with a 3 anymore. So I am going to try and give myself a gift (early) the gift of body acceptance for my Birthday. As long as I am healthy, I will (try) no longer try and force myself into a size I just was never meant to be.
I think we should all give ourselves this gift. If you are at a weight that does not impact your health but maybe is not the weight you dream of, find a new dream, love the weight you are.
Go forth and eat your ice cream!
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You know what really stinks, I am the heaviest I have ever been, but I always have felt fat (doesn't help that my sister and mother have never ever weighed in three digits), and now I look back at how skinny I actually was, and I regret thinking I looked heavy and not feeling as good about myself as I should have!
How's this? If my knees were skinny, I'd have a better body image...I've considered plastic surgery on them (briefly, not seriously).
This line? "they will have to pry my wine from my cold dead hands." You rock!!!
I think I have that too!! I get mad at myself for not being tall and skinny, buy I too just dont care ENOUGH to give up the foods I love. i have gotten down to itty bitty many times but I always seem t get right back where I am now, Ive accepted it and moving on! I think there are more important things than fitting in... (my size 3 jeans) haha!
Mmmm, ice cream....
I totally have this. I complain about my weight, but no one else sees it. I know I'm not "fat", but I see the imperfects and magnify them.
I say everyday I am going to start South Beach Diet, only to lose the battle and eat the things I love. I am probably a size 6 but after three kids, I feel and look huge! As far as ice cream, OMG we had some tonight and it was so delicious...so I can't give it up even to try to be a size 4..
Great post! And good for you!
My mom once pointed out that I will never look better than I do today...that someday I will look back at pictures and think - what was my problem. I looked great.
Your next birthday is the perfect time to let body image go and just ENJOY life - and eat your cake too!
I struggle with being hard on myself too! It just seems like every time I get somewhat satisfied with the way I look, I find an old photo from my bridal shower and it makes my self esteem go right in the gutter. In fact, I started a new cleanse today! We'll see where it goes...
Yep, over here too. I will never be happy with my body. I've decided it's a losing battle I can not win.
We are twins. No joke. I could have written this post exactly the same except I turn that horrid age next month. If you tell anyone I will kill you.
Oh, one other difference. I only have two kids. But other than that....we are in perfect sync.
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