http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=1508111 — link no longer active.
(Link was to video that aired during ABC World News Now about America’s acceptance with obesity.)
I usually watch the news before going to bed, just like everyone else. Unlike everyone else, however, I watch the morning editions, not the 10 o’clock news. So, at 3-4 in the morning on a Sunday that I am home, ABC, being one of the few channels I receive (due to no cable or satellite), is usually on. They showed this piece, on America’s acceptance of obesity, this morning.
This bugs me. A lot.
Don’t get me wrong, I think the fact that we shove “beauty” over “healthy” is just as disturbing, but the fact that we, as people, would rather give up on being healthy and accept the fact that we’re overweight than to do something to make ourselves healthy and happy is mind-boggling. Are we really that accepting of our flaws, or is that the front we all put up?
At 400+ lbs, I should have the least room to talk, but I have more room to talk about this than most of you out there – I’ve been this way for a long, long time, and I have never accepted this. This fat is what often leads me down the depressive states I go through, is one of the things that keeps me from asking anyone out on dates, and has, for the most part, been one of the reasons why I stay this way. I have always fought, and failed, to lose weight, and have never accepted, nor will accept, this on me.
I hate it when you tell me that you understand, because there are very few people I know over 400 lbs who try and be active. I hate when you give suggestions on how to lose weight, or tell me to “Get this operation” or “Do this” – many of you have never been my size, have not been through what I have gone through, and don’t know what I do. I have had success in weight loss in the past, and although I have not succeeded yet, it ain’t because I can’t or don’t know how, it’s because I haven’t pushed myself that far yet.
I hate it when you make fun of me because of this. Many of you who do try to lie to my face, telling me they accept me when you don’t. You guys are the same people who avoid me when you can, and throw objects or cuss at me when I do try. If murder and torture was legal, all of you sick people would have mountains of food shoved down your throat and up your butt just so that you can literally walk in my shoes before you die. If you can’t help me, can’t encourage me to do right or can’t be honest with me, then I don’t need you. the people I consider my friends don’t do that, because they know it does sting to go through that. (It’s you peole, funny enough, that puts doubt in my mind about this story – after all, I see more of you than the other people I’ve whined about here. Guess I pulled a SkyWalker…)
The thing I hate the most, though, is when you tell me to accept it. I can’t accept this, because I do want to live to be 70 or 80. I can’t accept this because I do want to have a family. I can’t accept it because it goes against everything I’ve been taught, everything that I believe in. I can not, and will not accept it, and I’ve already chosen that, If I’m going to die from this, I’m going out swinging. let me die of a heart attack while trying to jog to lose weight – I’d rather do that than to die face down in the middle of a plate at a restaurant on (worse) home alone doing nothing.
Take my words to heart: Most of the people I see can lose and keep off the weight, and will look good just for that. I don’t give a shit about looks, and when I judge you and you’re fat, I’m not trying judge the fat, but what you’d look like without it. There are many people I have seen that I would have been friends with, and would have dated or liked, if not for this. I’d rather date someone, be with someone who’s fat but willing to help me lose the weight will trying to lose weight themselves, than to be with someone who says “I accept who I am.” Most of the people I see who say this are people who can, in fact, do something about it, and are choosing not to.
I hope you get disgusted when you watch this, and I hope, if you’re overweight like I am, that you get so disgusted that you choose to do something about it. I hope, if you’re not overweight and you do make fun of people like me, that you stop making the fun and start helping me win this battle, because it ain’t jokes or sympathy that we need.
to hose in my shoes, looking to or losing the weight, welcome. You have my help, my allegiance and my sympathies.