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Asha Sanaker's avatar

I will admit that contemplating challenging my own anti-fat bias, including trying to challenge it in my parenting, makes me weary down to my bones. Not because it's not crucial, but just because it feels so Sisyphean, having grown up with fat parents, watching them struggle continually with their physical and mental health, which was so painful to witness and not be able to do anything about. At the same time that they were both struggling, particularly my dad, I was desperate to find some kind of constructive way to live inside my own body, some role models to look to, and not having any luck at all. The years I have spent policing my own body have been as much about my own experience of being in it as being reactively fearful of putting my kids in the same position that I was in. The irony, of course, being that the more I have focused on and struggled with my own weight the more I have actually recreated the same dynamic I grew up with. And now my kids are grown(ish)-- 15 and 20-- and I fear I've missed my chance to actually interrupt this deep-seated, generational anti-fat dynamic in our family.

Sometimes I feel like missing from this whole conversation is the enormity of the grief that arises when you face the number of years you've spent running on this hamster wheel and the resulting damage to yourself and the people you love.

Erica from Arlington's avatar

I have my first in-person physical in three years on Monday and have been dreading the weigh-in because I know I've gained weight in the pandemic. But I'm also the most physically active and happiest with my body that I've ever been.

Until I read Virginia's answer to the last question, I had no idea I could just... ask not to be weighed. THANK YOU.

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