Fad Diets: “Ew, Why Would Anybody Do That?”

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The following is a response to an article on AlterNet about unhealthy fad diets..

” In contention for one of the saddest bizarro fads on the list…”
Terribly unprofessional writing. It sounds like it was written by a junior high student.
Moving on.
Caloric deficits will not help most people lose weight long term. If people feel constantly hungry and deprived, the diet will not work. As well, many low calorie diets are actually very high in sugars, which cause blood sugar spikes and crashes. Look at the carbohydrate content of diet foods such as Special K and Slim Fast. There is a big reason why people feel hungry an hour after consuming these items.
People always feel like they fail on diets. In reality, the diet has failed them.
When I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes, I was forced to follow the American Diabetic association diet, which is very low carbohydrate.
A few things happened, which were nothing short of a miracle.
No, I am not going to say amazing weight loss and now I’m the queen of the world and have men chasing me wherever I go and I’m rich and my life is perfect.
For the first time in my life, I do not have uncontrollable cravings for simple carbohydrates.
There is too much sugar in the diet of the average American. This is no excuse to adapt a blaming and shaming attitude or spout the same old “just eat less and exercise more” rhetoric at people who have been deemed unattractive by society for their size. Enough of that has gone on, as is evidenced by the lengths that people will go to in order to become a socially acceptable size.
I consider weight loss surgery to be an incredibly barbaric and sadistic weight loss scheme. Many people who undergo it report complications.
We have millions of people walking around hating their bodies. It is time we stopped the bullying and started treating everyone with compassion, even those we have deemed “unattractive.”

Additional: I have been so desperate to lose weight and fit the very narrow description of beauty in the U.S. that I was actually trying to find tapeworm eggs so I could finally become Number 12.

This is where the disdain for larger bodies has brought us. People are willing to die in order to be thin. How can people fail to realize just how problematic this is?

~Cie~

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Unpretty

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Probably the only photo I will ever post of myself. Obviously, I don’t have the art of “selfies” down to a science, because I don’t tend to take a lot of them. For those of you that want to comment that I’m fat and old as a potential insult, let me save you the taxation of your tiny little brain. I’m fat and old. So what? If you have a problem with this, you need to think about why you’re so hell-bent on trying to make others feel bad just because they don’t fulfill your idea of beauty.

For those who would try to placate me by saying “oh, you’re not fat and old,” you need to think about why you find either of those descriptors to be problematic. They’re actually neutral.

Technically, I’m not old-old, I’m middle aged. I’ll be 49 in February.

But I am fat. There’s no denying that one. Even the skinny fun house mirror makes me look fat because I am fat!

So what?

This post is a response to a post on the GuySpeak blog.

There’s a song by TLC which speaks to how I feel about the whole beauty judgment. Who is anyone else to make me feel unpretty, which I have my whole life.
Facially speaking, if I were to be completely academic about it, I’m not hideous. I have a reasonably symmetrical face that’s pleasant enough in a non-descript sort of way. My teeth are capped because what’s underneath is a horrible mess, so I have a pleasant enough smile. I had liposuction to remove a hereditary double chin, because, heaven forbid anyone should have a double chin. That’s, like, worse than committing genocide in our thin-centric society.
Even with my tendency to body dysmorphic disorder, I stopped there. I realized that I was never going to be the kind of perfect, airbrushed beauty that everyone thinks women are supposed to be.
The point is, in a world where Number Twelve Looks Just Like You, I always thought of myself as hideously ugly, and really, I’m not. I’m just plain, and at this point I’m pissed at those who pushed me into wasting so many years thinking of myself as unpretty.

I wish I could tie you up in my shoes make you feel unpretty too
I was told I was beautiful but what does that mean to you?
Look into the mirror who’s inside there the one with the long hair
Same old me again today, yeah

My outsides are cool, my insides are blue
Every time I think I’m through it’s because of you
I’ve tried different ways but it’s all the same
At the end of the day I have myself to blame
I’m just trippin’

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make up that M.A.C. can make
But if you can look inside you, find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty
Yeah, I feel pretty, oh so pretty. I feel pretty and witty and bright.

Never insecure until I met you, now I’m bein’ stupid
I used to be so cute to me, just a little bit skinny
Why do I look to all these things? To keep you happy
Maybe get rid of you and then I’ll get back to me, hey

My outsides are cool, my insides are blue
Every time I think I’m through it’s because of you
I’ve tried different ways but it’s all the same
At the end of the day I have myself to blame
People trippin’

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if you say so
You can buy all the make up that M.A.C. can make
But if you can look inside you, find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make up that M.A.C. can make
But if you can look inside you, find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty
I feel pretty, oh so pretty. I feel pretty and witty and bight, and I pity any girl who isn’t me tonight.
tonight ( oh ah oh, oh oh ah oh oh.)
tonight ( oh ah oh, oh oh ah oh oh.)
to-night!

You can buy your hair if it won’t grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make up that M.A.C. can make
But if you can look inside you find out who am I too
Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty

I feel pretty and unpretty

SONGWRITERS
AUSTIN, DALLAS L / WATKINS, TIONNE TENESE