I get it. We’re not all made the same and we look different, and it’s wrong to judge people who are larger than we are. It’s the age of being politically correct, polite, and never coming out and saying the truth. Well, if the truth hurts you, please leave this blog now, because I’m about to say some things that I feel need to be said, have been backed up by science, and are most likely going to inflame some people.
Here it is: Being fat is not healthy. Regardless of what some people say and no matter how much they try to rationalize it, being fat and being healthy are mutually exclusive. I used to be one of those people who used to lie through my teeth and proclaim my excellent health while I was fat. Nothing could be further from the truth, and I was not only lying, but deluding myself. I totally believed I was healthy even though I was at least 125 lbs overweight.
I have seen many articles, TV shows, and other media where fat people say that they are being discriminated against due to their fatness (this is wrong, I will admit) and that they are just as healthy as anyone else (which is complete BS; sorry). Now, I was fortunate as a fat person that for the first ten years of my fatness, I remained relatively unscathed by the extra weight. My doctors attributed this to my excellent health pre-fat and to all the exercise I got when I was a Marine. They all told me that my run of avoiding the fat-related health issues would eventually end, and that I would start suffering from fat people diseases and maladies. They were 100% correct. I did eventually start to see the ill effects of my fatness, and the condition of my health was declining rapidly.
My losing weight had everything to do with being healthy with the bonus of looking much better. I remember while fat thinking to myself, “I don’t look that fat. I don’t look that bad. I actually look pretty good for a guy who’s just a little bit bigger.” Only I wasn’t just a “Little bit bigger;” I was huge. Over 300 lbs huge for a man who stands 5’7″ tall. That’s not good at all. I was doing everything I could to convince myself I was okay, and in the process, was hurting my health. Friends were nice; they never called me fat (to my face) or made me feel anything other than loved. My family would have talks with me about losing weight, but they were gentle. Fortunately, it was my cousin Sarah who put it into terms that got through to me and provided me with methods that actually fit me, my personality, and my desired lifestyle: Whole30 and Paleo.
Do you like what you see when you see a picture of yourself? If not, imagine what your health is like. I had non-alcoholic fatty liver and diabetes. My blood pressure and cholesterol were rising with each doctor’s visit. I was experiencing nerve damage and reduced vision due to diabetes. The whole time, I was telling myself I was healthy and that I didn’t look “That fat.” That delusion was killing me, and if you’re saying those things to yourself, it could be killing you, too.
Fortunately, there are ways to reverse the damage and to get healthier (and weigh less, too!). My path may not work for you, but I urge you to find your own way to better health. The life you save, in this case, is your own.
I know some people will object to me calling my old self fat, referring to my past fatness, etc. Well, I was fat. I refuse to refer to my former self in any sort of euphemism that takes the edge off of what I was: dangerously overweight aka fat. I will, however, refrain from calling anyone else fat. It’s not nice, and I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. But my own feelings? Fair game to me!
I never want to be that way again, and I will fight tooth and nail to stay healthy, even if that means I have to exercise.