Even though I struggle with self esteem issues, I was surprised to make the realization that my weight is not a source of my insecurity. I am overweight; have been since childhood. Yet my weight only bothers me because of its impact on my health---I really don't care about a particular dress size, but I do recognize that I am winded far too soon and the least bit of movement knocks me for a loop. HOWEVER, in the past few weeks I have found myself feeling more self-conscious about my size. Why? because my coworkers have launched an incessant barrage of conversation about their bodies and their weight. OK, freedom of speech---I get it. But I have reached my threshold---I have had it with women sizes eight and ten going on and on about how fat they are, how big their thighs are, how fat their behinds are, etc. etc.etc. I don't care to hear another self-deprecating reference to being a fat cow or fat pig. If that is how you view yourself, how are you judging me? If you believe your size eight body is that of a fat cow, how do you describe my size twenty frame?
Shutup already. Spare me your complaints about your thighs rubbing together and your "oh, I hate my [insert body part]". If there was any hint of sincerity in your whines, I would be sympathetic. But there isn't a glint of any real feelings of insecurity; just mindless chatter to elicit a response from some good natured person who will say "oh you look great, you're not fat!". Mission accomplished, right? The next time you refer to some well toned woman as a skinny bitch, look in the mirror!