I had an interesting conversation today regarding this blog, and the posts I make on “fat 2 fab”. A dear friend commented that the name of the site alone triggered her body issues. I understood the risk when I chose the name – but before you start thinking me an insensitive ass, understand, I chose a name that resonated for me, that meant something to me and my journey. When I started sharing the process, I knew there would be those who had issues with using the word “fat”.
That wasn’t her issue. Hers was something different… I’ve actually asked her to write a post on the subject because I understood where she was coming from, and I wanted to share the dialog we had about the name. I hope she does write that post!
You see, for me, “fat 2 fab” does not mean that fat isn’t fabulous. Or that you have to be thin to be fab. To me, “fat 2 fab” is a personal observation and state of mind. From feeling fat, to feeling fabulous… and here’s the important part, regardless of what that means to you.
For me, that means accepting where I am at, embracing my flaws, and creating goals to a healthier, and yes, smaller body.
To another friend, it means gaining flexibility and focusing on healthier diet choices, and ceasing to see herself as “fat”.
To still another, it means gaining muscle and strength, regardless of what the scale, or the tape measure says.
But I respect the fact that for many, and for women in particular, the implication is there… “fat” is bad, and “fab” means thin.
I don’t expect this blog to be for everyone. I apologized for triggering her, and warned her that I’m getting back on the posting wagon. She’s quite comfortable blocking these posts, and that doesn’t offend me.
I started this blog/journal/whatever, in part because I wasn’t finding anything out there that spoke to me. Everything I found either didn’t resonate, felt alien, or… well… I would say “made me angry” or “upset me”. Others would use the “trigger” word.
I do not have an eating disorder. Though I’ve watched friends go through it, and I was certainly borderline at various points in my life, I have little understanding of the needs, thought processes, or mind set that surrounds eating disorders. When visiting sites and blogs targeted to that audience, I found myself battling feelings of helplessness, frustration, and even anger. Why? Frankly, the very things that are helpful to some were calling up memories of dealing with a close friend whose recurrent problems landed her in the hospital several times. Yeah. Not a healthy place for me to be.
I did not grow up struggling with my weight, or with food, or with my size – either too thin, or too big. So things aimed at those who did not only do not speak to me, they frustrate the hell out of me, because instead of making me feel stronger, and better about myself, they make me wonder why I don’t feel even more inadequate than I do, or even less secure, or… Yeah. Also not a healthy place for me to be.
I give total points to my friend. She told me the name triggered her, that she did not look at the posts for that reason, and would continue to avoid looking at them. She also accepted my explanation of the name, my own views, and did not blame me, or expect me to alter things to suit her triggers. These things weren’t created for her. I always appreciate opportunities to expand my own thinking, and to embrace the voices and needs of others, without silencing or sacrificing my own.
For me, the concept “fat 2 fab” is a celebration, an affirmation, and an encouragement. For her, it’s exactly the opposite. One is not less valid than the other. Both are completely acceptable, valid, and equally important viewpoints.
My point here is simple… one person’s safety net is another person’s trigger, and vice versa.