A funny thing happened to me when I finished my training as a Marriage and Family Therapist. The day I woke up as a graduated, licensed therapist, my world changed -- not in the way you might think! In a single day, I went from your average, run-of-the-mill friend, daughter, sister, wife to someone who had X-RAY vision! I'm not kidding!!! People who would talk to me before I finished school suddenly ran away, as if I had super-human powers! I think they actually thought that I could SEE their underwear! It was actually such a problem for me that after my divorce (yes, therapists do get divorces), I actually told guys who potentially wanted to date me a "little-white-lie" when they asked: "So what do you do?" I said, "Well, uh. I'm a consultant!" The conversation usually didn't continue along the lines of my profession after that because I'm sure they thought I was in some kind of sales. Good enough!
So I've been thinking about this whole idea lately and I've already suggested to you that I have some real problems with the mental health profession as I've seen it. One of those problems is that mental health professionals put themselves up on a super-human pedestal -- and so do their clients. The therapist is the near-perfect, super-human sage with infallible advice. WRONG!! My response to that is to jump down and show you just how very human I am. Yes, my friends! I'm going to show you MY underwear!! (No, not literally!!!!)
But I am human and I struggle with real-life issues just like everyone else. And I think that if we are to build a community of support here, I gotta show you my process, too!
So -- here goes!
Like many American women who grew up in the culture that makes an idol of the pre-pubescent female form with the idea that the absence of curves is the epitome of beauty, I have struggled with my body image for YEARS. I was anorexic from the age of 12 until the disorder nearly took my life at age 18 -- when I finally got help. After that, I gained some weight as part of my struggle with infertility and can say that, frankly, I've HATED my own body for most of the past 20 years! I think you would agree with me that this is a sad tale . . . . but sadder still is that it is not uncommon for women!
I tell you this because I recently had a break through that reduced me to tears of joy! Here's what happened . . . . I had been telling myself that if I am to be a leader among women about Knowing and Loving Who We Are, I must also know and love myself. And the nagging reality was that every day I was still beating myself up because I had not achieved perfection as it has been defined for me by the crazy-making media! To top that off, there was a voice ringing in my head that women who do professional speaking cannot be overweight.
But here's the truth . . . . I've been working with a personal trainer and at the gym 5 days per week for the past 3 months. Yes, changes have been happening in my body. I've become stronger. I have more muscle tone. My endurance has improved as well as my ability to manage stress. But has my dress size changed? No!
At first, I was really, really disappointed. I thought it wasn't "worth it" to work that hard without being able to display washboard abs and brag about 17% body fat. In fact, I broke down in tears and told my trainer: "I don't want to do this any more."
But then, I had a discovery. Part of what I realized after my meltdown at the gym is that I had been giving and giving and giving and that I needed a break. So I went on a date with my husband, slept in, skipped the gym. It's amazing the insights you can gain when you get some extra sleep . . . .
My discovery was that I've been beating myself up for 20 years trying to change something that has been relatively stable in spite of my best efforts! Wait a minute! Could that possibly mean that I am at my "natural" body weight?
I started looking at myself. I dug to the bottom of my drawer to find the "good bra" that I stopped wearing but that does amazing things with my figure. I looked in the mirror.
You know what I saw? I saw some BEAUTIFUL CURVES!!!! Yes, I've been working out at the gym, so I've build some foundational muscle. But that muscle is covered by a layer of FAT that I WANT to keep because THAT is what makes me a BEAUTIFUL WOMAN!!!!!
I stood there, looking at my discovery and crying. I promised myself never to beat myself up about my weight again. I love my curves and I'm not going to let anyone tell me what is right for me. Imagine, I've spent 20 years doing something I won't have to do anymore -- wasting time and energy beating myself up for who I am. What am I going to DO with all of that extra time? I'll tell you! I'm going to keep working to build the revolution that is women loving who they are!
Finally, let me tell you . . . every time I've read or heard something like I've just written to you in the past, I always think: "Yeah, but this woman must not be that heavy!" Right, but the point is that I've hated my body -- and coming to love my body has less to do with my measurements or my body weight or my bmi and more to do with my perceptions.
I haven't weighed myself in more than a month. I don't plan to. But I'm 6 feet tall and my measurements are 42", 39", 45" and 100% woman! I feel good. I am strong. I'll keep working at the gym because I love the benefits I'm getting and if I find I start losing my feminine curves I'll do something about it . . . . I'll EAT more!
I'd love to hear from you and what you have discovered that has helped you love your body! Either add your comments here or click on the link at the left and Share Your Story about how you Got Out of the Mud by choosing to love your body!
All my love to you!
Tamara











Comments (5)
Ok so the other day I decided to look through an old scrapbook that took me on a journey through my teen years! Wow! I was a beautiful young woman. I am talk'n scary gorgeous! I went on my first diet when I was about 12 and still haven't stopped looking for the perfect lifestyle. Only now that beautiful girl is buried under nearly 200 extra pounds! The realization of all the years I waisted hating my body without any real grounds to do so, has changed my perspective about what I want now. I am not happy with how my body looks right now in fact I hate it! However I no longer feel it is impossable for me to fall in love with this body. Even as big as it is right now. Thank God for small miracles!!!
Posted by LeAnne Queen | January 6, 2008 3:57 AM
Posted on January 6, 2008 03:57
Thank you for your comment, LeAnne! Yes, I have found the journey toward loving my body to be a winding road. However, an essential piece is that we become much more successful when we come from a place of loving ourselves when we want to make change. Congratulations for your great big "small" miracle.
Posted by Tamara Johnson | January 6, 2008 5:58 AM
Posted on January 6, 2008 05:58
Hi Tamara,
Our perceptions are such tyrants, aren't they? They keep us locked inside such a narrow prison - and it's mighty miserable in there sometimes.
I had an eating disorder when I was very young - about nineteen - and it was definitely caused by my striving to be good enough, perfect enough, pretty and sexy enough, as prescribed by the surrounding culture. I came out of that dark place only when I had a profound 'aha' moment - which must have been sent from the universe. Put simply, I realized the truth...that I am essentially the same person whether large or small, short or tall, black or white etc. And that the person who lives within me - the essential me - is lovable and wonderful, despite my outer appearance. Friends and partners are attracted by the inner light.
Society might portray that differently but it doesn't make it true. Have a look around - there are many, many 'picture-perfect' actresses and models (society's icons of beauty) who can't maintain a relationship, even with themselves. Hence, the frequent divorces and serial monogamy, not to mention substance abuse and suicide attempts.
Sometimes I wish the mirror had never been invented! Imagine the freedom?
Warm regards,
Mel
http://www.womenandrelationships.blogspot.com
Posted by Mel | January 11, 2008 3:16 AM
Posted on January 11, 2008 03:16
Mel,
Thank you for the comment! Let's boycott mirrors and mirror each other -- we'll see nothing but beauty!
Much Love,
Tamara
Posted by Tamara Johnson | January 11, 2008 3:41 AM
Posted on January 11, 2008 03:41
Wonderful thoughts...really enjoyed them.
Posted by Sherry | January 11, 2008 2:35 PM
Posted on January 11, 2008 14:35