Some thoughts buzzing around my head I need to put down. A Robin ramble ...
I've been BMI very overweight, obese and morbidly obese for around 40 years.
A couple of days ago I did a practice session for someone I know training in a therapy. I mentioned, among other things, that I had lost 30 kilos. She talked about how I was "revealing myself to myself" and this resonated so much.
Many people say "I'm a new me" or "I've found myself" during a WL/exercise journey but I never felt like this. But this idea that I am finally starting to see and feel and be honest with the me that was always there, makes so much sense.
Did you know in Japan they say people "have fat"? Like they have a suitcase, or they have an appointment.
Whereas we say "I am fat" - like its an identity.
"I have fat" & "I am fat" are both statements of truth - facts. But "I am fat" can also be an identity - it certainly was for me.
From a very young age I thought "I am fat" - and I really wasn't. I'm Gen X so there was so many problematic messsages around womens bodies, all women in media/magazines/films were very thin. I also wanted to "protect" myself from unwanted male attention - & this reinforced fat as an identity "I am fat therefore men will leave me alone". I absorbed all these messages, it shattered any self esteem I might have had, and I grew fatter and fatter. I am fat. The prophecy fulfilled. I now have to deal with fat me, and so hello weight watchers and feeling more and more miserable, boosting the food noise to high heavens, lowering self esteem even more. This is not a unique story - so many women have gone through something similar.
And then comes adult life with all that brings, and having kids, and juggling work/kids/commute/life/everything - just as well I buried myself under all this fat as I've no time for myself anyway. And always the message, from myself & the world I am fat. I am fat. I am fat. That was me - fat. When your identity gets tied up in being fat, and you are constantly told fat is ugly/disgusting/immoral/unattractive, how do we not take that on as WE are ugly/disgusting/immoral/unattractive. It really hurts us body, mind & soul. (The body postive movement addressed this but also reinforces fat as an identity - it was a relief to stop the dieting cycle, but ultimately I got fatter and it wasn't postiive for me in anyway - hello debiltating ankle & knee pain and elevated health risks.)
I wonder how different things might have been with the Japanese approach - "I have fat". I have some excess fat on my body. It's not a moral failing, or a judgement - I have excess fat and I need to lose it. I've been on holiday - I have fat. Lets lose it. When you HAVE fat, and you lose it, you don't fear you are in danger of losing yourself.
I'm starting to feel like this now. Daily yoga has made me so strong. While I have lost 30 kilos I am still obese (BMI 31.2) but I am getting more muscular and now I can see the remaining fat, how it sits under my skin and on top of my strong long muscles.
I can see the me I lost, revealing herself to me. I'm starting to feel a change from "I am fat" to "I have fat". Its a powerful internal revolution. As the fat reduces I can allow myself to see myself more.
I don't need excess fat to protect me from men now - I never did but this idea I embedded. But now I am 57 with no fucks to give, I really don't need it. So losing the fat, and gaining strength through exercise, as this stage of life feels like a great revealing, a meeting, a sigh and a hug - "oh there you are, I've been waiting for you".
MJ has given me the ability to reveal myself to myself at long last - to shed these layers of fat I've held onto as protection and a disguise, to reassure myself "you've got this", to acknowledge I'm here & I matter and I can look after myself really well.
I'm glad the WL has slowed down. I'm grateful for the plateaus. I see this as the granting of time to take a breath, feel myself, know I am safe, know this is OK, know I am not my fat. I have hidden myself from myself, using excess body fat. I'm not kidding about this any longer. I'm OK, I can be who I am, and express myself how I want, and everyone will survive, the world will keep turning, its OK, I'm OK.
I am fat vs I have fat.
I am overweight vs I have excess fat.
Both are statements of fact but only one is an identity.
We are not our fat.
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