A few days ago, I posted “I’m happy to be fat“. It got a few people riled up. Particularly those that felt that you can’t assume that everyone is unhappy just because of their size or because they are “fat”.
Wikepedia’s definition of happiness:
Happiness is an emotional state that is characterized by feelings of enjoyment, pleasure, and satisfaction.
I think it’s fair to say that MOST of you that read my blog are: (1) currently overweight or obese and are trying to get the weight off; or (2) have been overweight or obese at some point in your life but currently have your weight under control. (I also know there ARE others that do not fit into one of these categories. I’d love to hear your opinions on these questions as well.)
I’d love to learn about you and your experience, so if you could please take the time to post your answers to the two questions in the comments section, you may be helping me and many others that read here.
QUESTIONS
#1
Have you thought about what was the reason(s) for your weight gain? Was it due to a lack of happiness on some level?
#2
When you were at your heaviest, were you truly content and happy (satisfied) with your life? I’m talking about ALL or MOST ASPECTS.
(Some examples: Were you happy that you had little to no self esteem? Or that you couldn’t fit in an airline seat? Or that no one wanted to ask you out on a date?)
I wanted to take the time to answer these same questions in the context of my personal experience. I think my weight gain issues are so much more complicated than two simple questions and answers, but I’m going to do my best.
MY ANSWERS
#1
I believe my weight gain was a direct effect of my unhappiness in my life. Emotional overeating was the way I dealt with issues and situations in my life that were out of my control. I believe a lot of my weight issues have had to do with being abandoned as a child by my father.
#2
There were certainly POSITIVE and HAPPY moments in my life when I was at my heaviest weight. That being said, my inner self was not truly happy and content. I had no self control over how I dealt with my emotions or how I handled food.
Even though my inner self was extremely UNHAPPY I did project a sunny disposition most of the time – and at times I believed I was TRULY happy. The thing is, I now know I wasn’t happy. I knew then, deep down too, but I didn’t want to admit it to myself.
It was mortifying to me that I couldn’t shop in regular stores or easily fit in sit down restaurant booths. I felt like I was getting the short end of the stick. I was getting jipped. Things weren’t fair. I wasn’t able to do all the things that thinner people could do. I was treating my body so poorly and had a low self esteem. The irony is I almost had myself CONVINCED I was completely happy on some level.
I know there are lots of you that didn’t agree with me on the initial post a few days ago. I know everyone’s experience is different than my own. I look forward to reading and learning more about you and YOUR personal experience. :)
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