This is my first official post, and I feel it is only right that we start where any good story does; the beginning.
There are significant dates in life you will always remember. For instance; the date you have a child, the date you get married…For me, it was the date my love of food began…Saturday 15th December 1990. Yes, that is the day I was born!
The pictures you can see is me at 4 years old. (Once a thunder thighs, always a thunder thighs) !!!
From that blessed day until now, food has been a huge part of life, and I know I am not the only on here who feels that way. How many times have you heard:
“I’m coming over; you got food?”
“You’re having a party? Will there be food?”
“You broke up with your other half? Let’s eat!”
“New Job? Let’s eat!”
“Lost your job? Let’s eat!”
“Wedding? Lets eat!”
“Funeral? Lets eat!”
“Bored? Let’s eat more!!”
We have all fallen guilty of, and been subject to using food as an instrument of comfort, consolidation and celebration. I also believe that in my instance, this is cultural. Speaking for myself, and from what I know from friends and family, Black and Asian cultures seem to be guilty of this more than anyone. And if your childhood was anything like mine, I used to spend a lot of time at my Grandparents’ homes. As soon as you walk through the door they want to know if you have already eaten! And woe betide you if you should refuse! It was better to accept the food and keep the peace…well, that’s my excuse anyway! 🙂
However, that is something that has always played on my mind. Maybe if I didn’t eat so much as a child, would I be this big now? Where did it go wrong? Or am I just “big boned?”…A delusion so many of us like to proclaim.
In all honesty Ladies and Gents, I, for one am not here to make excuses. I am here because I LOVE FOOD. It is no ones else’s fault. But how many of us are willing to be this honest?
Yes, I know there are some that have genuine issues with health and mobility that then cause us to live a plus life, (we will touch more on this in blogs to come), but ultimately, I am here, you are here, because we have made that choice.
DISCLAIMER: If you are surPLUS and it is actually making you unwell, you should listen to your physician and get yourself well. I do not t want you to tell your Doctor that Fran said it was ok to live my Plus life. I do not want a lawsuit. Thank You J
But “Slim” does not always mean healthy either. For example; take those folks that have eating disorders such as anorexia and bulimia. They are literally 5 times slimmer than me, but they are NOT healthy. And then take me, who has always been big. I was one of the fastest girls over 100M in my high school. I, who has always played netball since school, also played for my high school and university. This fat is a façade! I am a plus girl that can…And so can YOU!
If you look up the word “Health” in the dictionary, you get this definition:
“The state of being free from illness or injury.”
So ask yourself; is your plus life causing you illness? Is your plus life causing you injury? No? Then trust me; you will be OK.
As I have said before, do not use this as an excuse to live over the top in the way of food, and if you are plus and feel like you aught to loose some weight, then go for it! I will back you all the way! But know that even though you may not be what society perceives as “perfect”, you may not even like what you see when you look in the mirror, it is ok. We have all been there. That is exactly what this blog is all about. We are taking this self love journey together.
In entries to come I will be looking at fashion, relationships and modern living. And also exploring the mores sensitive issues such as health, culture, combating stigma and everyday problems that arise as a plus person. I would love to hear your views, anecdotes and feelings on the above issues!
We are here to share. If there is anything you want to ask me, say to me, even if you want to disagree with me (!!!) feel free to comment.
We STAY together, We SLAY together.