Heh. Yeah, that's last year's picture, and there are other recent pics of me on this site. But I can carry more weight on my frame than other women can. I don't look obese, but the scale would say differently.
But gather 'round, children, it's story time. What? I said it's story time! Siddown and listen up.
Based on a true story.*
Once upon a time, in a faraway land (that's Ohio to you city folk) there was a 4-year old princess who lived with her Queen and King parents. This princess was taller than most children her age, but she was still considered "normal." Then one day, the King took the little princess to the family physician and asked an interesting question: "Is my child fat?" The family physician looked the princess up and down and shrugged. "She's pretty normal. Maybe a little heavier than a few children, but she's not outside of the normal range."
Well, the King freaked. He would
not have a fat princess, not under his domain! So he put the little four-year-old princess on a fad diet of extreme low-carbs and low fats. And no matter how much the little princess cried, the King did not relent.
Time passed. The King and Queen went their separate ways and split their kingdom inequitably between one another. The little princess began visiting the King every summer while living with the Queen the rest of the year. Unfortunately, the King had impoverished the Queen, and the Queen had to make due by selling most of her kingdom and by relying on the goodness of her people to take care of herself and her little princess. So while the princess lived on "survival food" with the Queen, whenever she visited the King, the King would automatically put the princess on severe, famine-inducing diets that, over time, slowly destroyed her metabolism.
When the princess was of legal age she left for college and put herself on her own famine-inducing diets because she believed she was only worthy if she put herself on such things (and she didn't realize that honestly, she was fine the way she was). She studied and tried every new diet, every new plan, determined to be that elusive Size Six princess that the kingdoms adored.
Sadly, the smallest the princess ever became was that not-quite-there Size Eight princess, and that was only with extreme diet and extreme exercise that made her even more miserable.
But finally, at long last, the princess learned her lesson. It wasn't until the princess was much older before she discovered, hey. She was fine the way she was. She learned to be patient with herself and to enjoy herself where she was, and to eat healthy things. She still had weight issues, but she learned that if she felt healthy inside, she was healthy outside - regardless of what the magical changing scales said.
Today, the princess realizes although her metabolism is still horribly off, she's choosing to supplement her diet with thyroid helpful supplements. Which is helping her feel better and better every day.
Moral of the story: Not every body size and shape is created equal; some are forced that way. So don't judge until you know the full story. And just because I defend the heavy folk doesn't mean I is a heavy folk. But in this case, I say I is because the scale says so.
*Okay, so it's not based on a true story. It is a true story. The only "based" bit is that I'm not a princess, but I wish I were.