Is it an eating disorder?

This occured to me when the Mom’s Talk Network website brought up this article about how Plus size clothing is easier to find these days.

In the article, it was like a good thing. I guess it is. I mean, we can’t all go around naked and we should try looking pretty

I just don’t know.

I’m all for:
Being happy with who you are
Being healthy and making smart food choices
Getting adequate exercise and walking rather than driving

I’m all against:
Getting a handicapped plaquard for obesity
Eating processed garbage foods instead of real foods
Drinking a day’s worth of calories in carbonated beverages

I don’t know if it’s right to glorify, even idealize an unhealthy body by saying things like “embrace your voluptuous self.” Confidence is important and all, but to be honest, I’d be a lot more confident if I didn’t have this extra 30 pounds. Sure, I wish I had clothes that fit but I’m not about to go buy bigger clothes so that I can be fashionable during this ugly time in my life.

Sure- I hear stories sometimes, from people who are overweight and say “I only eat healthy” but when I am at the grocery store, it’s another story. Chee-tos, pepsi, boxed cereals, TV dinners, chicken nuggets, crackers, chips, canned soups, frozen pies, donuts, boxed dinners, white breads, all that middle-aisles food that really isn’t “real.”

When I go out to eat, it’s the same thing. If I go out for fast food, or to a buffet, I look around at my fellow diners and they’re bigger, on average, than the people I see at a healthier restaurant. I can never finish a meal because I look around and see big people gobbling up big meals. Is it an eating disorder that I can’t swallow in that situation?

From the article;

Finding the perfect lingerie can transform your figure, so take a deep breath, grab a piece of negligee and head off to the dressing room. You can and will look fantastic in plus size lingerie.

I wonder what kind of lighting they use in there, because I can’t imagine feeling sexy with all these…. lumps on my legs and bum.

I think I’m going to hang that picture in my house to remind me to stop eating cookies so much. And walk more often. Because I don’t want to learn first hand about these plus sized clothing stores and I’m running out of things to wear.

And for the record, that is NOT me in the picture, even though our faces kind of look similar. I’m not that lumpy yet and I would never EVER be photographed in such a way. If I did, I might end up completely anorexic

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