Rabu, 19 September 2012

How Your Beliefs Are Holding You Back in Your Love Life

A few months ago, I worked with Shelly Lefkoe, of the Lefkoe Institute, on eliminating my fear of public speaking. The institute was founded by Morty Lefkoe, Shelly's husband, to "help individuals dramatically improve their effectiveness and sense of well-being in all areas of their lives." When I tell people I struggle with this particular insecurity, they're perplexed. A typical response goes like this: But you hosted radio shows and an Internet TV show, you still make various radio appearances, and you have taught classes -- you're constantly in the public eye! How could you possibly be afraid of public speaking? Well, just because I do it doesn't mean I don't get anxious. To be sure, my response to this fear has not been one of avoidance. Rather, I constantly place myself in uncomfortable situations until I become more comfortable. Essentially, I practice. I expose myself as much as I can to public speaking appearances with the hope that the fear will dissipate over time. This route has worked for me, but I have long been curious as to what exactly is behind my anxiety. Why did it develop in the first place? What am I so afraid of? It's not like it's a life and death kind of thing. As Shelly said to me once: "I asked my daughter if she was afraid of speaking in front of people and she said, 'why, do they have guns and knives?'"

I had four sessions with Shelly, and although my fear hasn't been completely lifted, our work together did help me recognize how tremendously powerful our beliefs can be and that when we work on understanding where our beliefs about ourselves come from, we can start to work on changing those beliefs. By changing our beliefs, we start to notice that our responses to situations that typically induce fear can change. Of course, most people get a little nervous about getting up in front of people -- being the focal point of attention can be intimidating -- but, as Shelly teaches, deeper fears about public speaking are often manifested in childhood experiences and our parental relationships.

I'll spare you the details about the possible origins of my public speaking fears. But from the perspective of a dating coach and columnist, I can't help but transfer the lessons I learned from Shelly to the world of dating and relationships.

Consider the following:

If a deep fear of public speaking is present, it is possible you got any number of negative messages during your childhood, such as: mistakes and failures are bad; I am not important; what I have to say is not important; people aren't interested in what I have to say; I'm not capable; I'm not competent; I'm inadequate; I'm not living up to the expectations of others; if I make a mistake or fail I'll be rejected; I'm not good enough.

Now, most parents can't fulfill their child's needs at all seconds, and all parents at one time or another have, probably inadvertently, sent one or more of these messages to their children. However, we don't form beliefs about ourselves without the attachment of meaning. Stay with me to see how this applies to your love life.

For instance, let's say your father was emotionally distant with you. As a result, you might have attributed the following meanings for your father's behavior: He acts this way toward me because I'm bad, I'm not good enough or I'm not lovable. But the truth is, any of those reasons could be a meaning for why he acted cold toward you -- though I doubt it -- but it doesn't have to be the meaning. Maybe your father had cold parents; maybe he was constantly stressed when you were a young girl; maybe he had low self-esteem. These reasons might have prohibited him from being emotionally present and loving with you. Yet, you might go your whole life believing you're not good enough or deserving of love and emotional nurturing because of the original meaning you attached to your father's rejection; in turn, that belief system plays out in your love life later on down the road.

The ultimate trick is to realize that events or the behaviors of others don't actually have meanings. Certainly your father's coldness toward you doesn't have a definitive meaning. It only has the meaning you attach to it. Apply this logic to so many aspects of your dating life: Your, say, being rejected by various men doesn't have meaning (I'm not pretty or good enough); it only has the meaning that you attach to it. From those meanings you assign to events and others' behaviors, you form beliefs about yourself which ultimately color your thoughts and behaviors. And it becomes a reinforcing cycle. Because every time you are now rejected by men as an adult you reinforce that age-old belief that you're not good enough, that nobody can love you - the meaning you attached to your father's rejection of you as a girl. You might even settle for someone who treats you badly and is emotionally distant, because you don't believe you're worthy of more.

I would also argue that you don't always have to go back to your childhood to understand how you form subconscious beliefs about yourself. Choose a recent negative experience in your dating life. Understand what meaning you attached to that experience and the attendant belief about yourself that you formed or reinforced as a result.

Once you realize that you assign meanings to other people's behaviors and events in your life, you rid yourself of your harmful, limiting self-beliefs. And once you understand that you are the one creating your beliefs, you can work to create new, healthier ones about yourself. Which means you create your future. And when you create your future, the possibilities in your love life are endless.

 

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Selasa, 18 September 2012

Do I Look Fat In This Body? How I Gave Up Body Hate

Do I look fat in this body?

That's the question I always wanted to ask. I knew it wasn't the dress or the pants or the angle of the camera. What I really wanted to know is "does this version of my body make me look fat?" If it does, will you judge me?

I swear if I have to read one more "half my size" article I'm going to hurl myself out the window! It's not that I think losing weight is bad. In fact, I think it's wonderful! The part of these articles I hate is the "my life sucked and now it's great" part. Dear [weight] loser, your life isn't better because you lost weight. Your life is better because you found the courage to make it better. Putting down Fritos might have been part of the process, but I know that's not the whole enchilada (pun intended).

I have been every size from 2 - 24. I have adopted vegan diets and I've binged out like a fiend. I have exercised responsibly and run until I passed out. You wanna know what made my life feel good? I mean, really, really good? Giving up body hate.

I was ruled by body hate for YEARS. I was terrified at size 2 and shame-filled in size 24. The size of my hips didn't change the size of my neurosis. I was most obsessed at my thinnest. How was I going to keep thin and where could I find "my food?" What if I got invited to a party!? Thin me had the biggest worries of all.

Ultimately, I abandoned the body hate treadmill because I recognized that it was killing me. I've never used crack (exactly) so I can't speak to that particular detox experience. I have, however, given up alcohol and man, did that process suck! Suddenly, Zima ads where everywhere! Sorry young people, I quit drinking in 1994, back when Zima was all the rage. Substitute Red Bull, or Mike's Hard or whatever boozy thing is popular right now. Everywhere I went, people were partying with Zima and I was missing the boat. That's how it felt detoxing from body hate. Oh look, there's a Cosmo cover promising that I can "lose 10 lbs in 10 minutes." How I longed to try those diets!

Fad by fad, I committed to body love and created my own way. I gave up the scale and surrounded myself with body-loving fellows. I talked about my feelings (thank god for therapists) and I committed to my new way forward. I educated myself about nutrition and refused to drive myself crazy. There's a time for ice cream and cake and there's a time for carrots. Both are awesome in moderation.

Today, I love my body. Not because it's skinny, I love it because it works. This belly has carried babies and these arms have rocked them to sleep. These breasts helped attract my beloved and they really fill out a dress. Even if they didn't, they're all mine and I'm more than happy to have them.

Relatives and infomercials are happy to remind me how "wrong" my body seems. "Maybe if your hips weren't so wide or maybe if you were a little taller..." Thank you, grandma, and how are you today? I know JHud lost it on Weight Watchers and Mariah's doing it with Jenny. They're not me. Me, I have this totally radical plan. I eat healthy, move every day and get a lot of rest. That's it. I wear clothes that honor where I'm at and I avoid the voices of shame.

I might never be on a "half my size" cover and that's ok with me. What I have is peace in my pants (and skirts and blouses). I am off the diet treadmill and I eat the food I like. Feeling badly about myself doesn't help me with my weight. It stressed me out and made me crave cookies. You wanna know what makes healthy eating easier? Not worrying about healthy eating. When I feel good, I eat well. When I eat well, my body takes care of itself.

Kathy Carter Woods is a featured columnist for Ricki Lake Magazine.

 

Minggu, 16 September 2012

The Myth of Lasting Happiness and Why It Makes Us Unhappy

We want to be happy. Everyone, everywhere, is trying to find -- and hold onto -- happiness. We do everything we are supposed to do, follow the experts' advice, practice the techniques -- and still, more often than we should be (given the amount of effort we are putting in), we are not consistently happy. As a psychotherapist, I have spent the last two decades watching people feed their addiction to happiness; they get their short-term fix here and there, but end up "back on the street" searching for happiness yet again, even more desperate. The thing we want most and spend the majority of our time trying to accomplish, eludes us.

We human beings are remarkable creatures. We can do anything we set out to do. So why not lasting happiness? Why is there such a gap between our desire for happiness and our ability to hang onto it? After many years of listening to people talk about their failed attempts to hang onto a state of happiness, I began asking myself the following questions: What is this thing we call happiness? Is it achievable? Is it reliable? Is it sustainable?

As I studied happiness, I became intensely aware of its fragility. When our life circumstances change and the thing that was making us happy goes away... Poof, our happiness goes away with it. When uncomfortable feelings appear within our state of happiness or the object that was bringing us happiness no longer works, happiness is lost again. We are constantly acquiring and losing happiness.

It is not our efforts to create happiness that are flawed, but rather our choice of happiness as a goal. Happiness is the wrong goal for this life. Happiness relies on our ability to control circumstances that, no matter how hard we try, we cannot control. Happiness relies on circumstances staying the same. Nothing stay the same. Uncomfortable feelings always arise, and what we want is always in flux. This nature of life is transitory. We should be grateful for happiness when it is here, but as a goal for life, it is inherently flawed.

Normal life is not easy for anyone. Why then do we expect ourselves to be happy all the time? This foolish expectation is responsible for tremendous suffering.

Is there something larger, deeper, and more lasting than happiness? Is there a state of well-being that can sustain itself in the midst of the changing circumstances and emotional shifts that every life includes? Is there a way to feel grounded and well, even when the contents of our life are not? If so, what shift must we make to discover this state that is deeper and larger than happiness?

For a long time, I used my spiritual practice to try and achieve peace and happiness. And I did, in stretches. And yet, again and again, when life presented its toughest challenges, inevitably, the peace and happiness that I had achieved slipped away. Somewhere along the path I got tired -- luckily, tired of trying to get to peace and happiness, or rather, of getting there and watching it disintegrate. And with my weariness came an interesting development: I got curious about what was actually true. I stopped trying to do something with what I was experiencing, to change it in any way, and just let myself see what was there, to experience what I was experiencing.

No longer trying to get to somewhere else, my meditation practice, and consequently my life, could then be what it was, whatever that meant at any particular moment. It was through this shift that I began to glimpse a state of being that is radically different and amazingly okay, a state that is deeper and more eternal than happiness. Indeed, it was not until I stopped trying to create happiness -- as a way out of now -- and started investigating what is here -- a way in -- that I discovered a doorway to something far more blissful than happiness had ever offered.

We spend our lives trying to get to some imaginary there, where lasting happiness awaits. What we don't know how to do is to get to here, where we are. We discover well-being when we shift our focus toward this moment and what is actually here. The secret to well-being is counterintuitive: Allow whatever is happening inside you to happen, don't do anything with it, don't judge it, don't try to change it, don't turn it into an identity -- something that says something about who you are. Allow the feelings, allow the thoughts, allow all experience to happen within you without turning any of it into a story about you and your life. When we let go of achieving a particular outcome with our experience and meet our experience as it is -- wanted or not -- we discover a state of deep well-being and contentment, which relies on nothing and no one, and is inherently and eternally ours. Indeed, we discover who we really are.

Excerpted from the upcoming book, Inviting A Monkey to Tea: Befriending Your Mind and Discovering Lasting Contentment. (Hohm Press, October, 2012)

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Online Stock Trading Guidelines

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Many a do-it-yourself investor has been confused by the mass of options when it comes to selecting an online broker. There are many to choose from and they all seem to offer exactly what you need. This is why it is very important to make sure you do your research before selecting an online broker. Look for online websites that will give you impartial evaluations on different brokers. Find out what others have to say about the broker you are considering. Make sure you take selecting a broker seriously. Take your time in selecting a broker. Look for one that will be available when you need them. If you know there will be specific time that you will most likely need your broker make sure that their site is available at this time of day or night. You should also find out how long it takes for their site to load during peak times. Nothing is more frustrating that needing to make an important trade and being unable to load the webpage to do so online! Find out if they have a lot of technical difficulties that will prevent their site from loading. It can very annoying if you want to contact your broker on an important issue and get the response, site not responding check back later. Even if the page does load successfully, it is still a good idea to visit several of their links to ensure everything is working properly. See what type of promise or guarantee they have in regards to their website and its availability.

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Sabtu, 15 September 2012

Ego, Part 1: Ego Is Like a Hyperactive Robot

When you are driving along the road, do you sometimes engage in a conversation with yourself? I do. I wish I could run a tape recorder on my brain.

My internal arguments would be a bit embarrassing to replay -- but they are part of being human. Watching my mind at work has been such a humbling and wisdom-building process. It is amazing how my ego can see "danger" in harmless situations. I sometimes picture my ego as the Robot character from the old TV show, Lost in Space. The Robot's most famous line is "Danger, Will Robinson! Danger!" (Yes, I know I am showing my age!)

The robot metaphor is powerful because our egos often run on automatic programming. And like Will's robot, they are prone to saying "Danger! Danger!" -- even if the danger is perceived but not real. This bears repeating: The ego alarms even when the danger is imaginary.

Here is a theoretical example. You are walking down the hall at work. Your boss is coming from the other direction. She has an unhappy look on her face. You say, "Good morning." Your normally upbeat boss says "Hmmmph. Not looking so good to me right now." Your inner alarm goes off. You start imagining what might be going on. Soon your ego locks in on an interpretation. "Ah, there is a layoff coming! I knew it!" You go into the coffee room and confer with a friend. "You know that layoff we were thinking might happen? Well I just saw the boss and she said she is having a bad day. She was coming from the CEO's office. I think she just got the news!"

The rumor mill is now off and running! Drama is in high gear. And in a few minutes the anxiety level of the whole department is scoring a 10 out of 10. Work grinds to a halt as people gossip, start updating their resumes, and worry about how they will pay their bills if they are let go.

Why do we stir up such drama? It is not because we are evil or stupid. It is because our egos are tightly linked to our "fight-or-flight" system. Our fight-or-flight responses need to be lightning-fast. We need to react quickly to external threat. If a bus is about to hit you or a wild animal is chasing you, fast reactions can save your life.

But there are two serious problems we experience with this ego-fear system:

1. It triggers too easily. It sees threat when there might not be any threat. Its philosophy is, "It is better to overreact than to under-react!"

2. It runs on "old programs" -- habituated reactions are coded in our interior software when we are kids. They are ways we learned to "stay safe." They include withdrawing (flight) or a million ways of "fighting," from passive-aggressive to openly aggressive.

Our ego dumbs us down to keep us safe. This hyper-reactive, habit-based aspect of ego deprives us of our IQ, EQ (emotional intelligence), and SQ (spiritual intelligence). We lose the flexibility to choose a response from among evaluated options (IQ) -- sacrificing blood flow to our higher brain functions to instead send it to our muscles, hearts, and lungs in preparation for running or fighting. Hijacked by our limbic brains, we surrender our ability to experience empathy or to manage our own emotional triggers (EQ). And in robot mode, we certainly cannot act with wisdom and compassion while maintaining inner and outer peace (SQ).

So what is the solution?

We can learn to calm the ego and put "Higher Self" in the driver's seat of our lives. We can learn to stop, take some deep breaths, and discern if the threat is real or not. We can learn to calm down and bring all of our intelligences back to full capacity. And then we can deal with the situation from a much more competent place.

When I feel my own drama story rolling out, I breathe, and then I thank my ego for being alert and wanting to protect me. I talk to it like it is a child and tell it to calm down. I tell it that the grown-up me (Higher Self) is here and in charge and all is well. Then I try to make a game for my mind to play with: "What are the other possible explanations for my boss having a bad day today?" And I can typically come up with dozens (I have played this game a lot!).

Here are some possible alternative stories (interpretations) for the boss's upset:

  • She has received some bad personal news about her health or the health of a loved one
  • There is a problem with one of her children
  • Her marriage or relationship is in trouble
  • She got bad performance feedback from her boss
  • She didn't get a promotion she was desperately wanting

Because ego wants to keep us safe, it is seeking to find the worst-case scenario for us and then protect us from it. Yet none of these very reasonable alternative explanations threatens us. Disaster-planning is useful if you really are facing one. But spending our lives in hyper-alert mode is exhausting and unhealthy.

Relying on our SQ skill set, we can choose to challenge the inner robot warning system. We can choose to challenge the assumptions and interpretations of ego. And we can seek to understand what is really going on.

Even more importantly, we can choose to be a soothing, helpful part of the situation. We can go up to the person who is upset and ask, "Hi. Is there anything I can do to help?"

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Jumat, 14 September 2012

Guide to Personal Brand Management

In the previous article, I spoke about how we can defuse tension or deflect misunderstandings though the simple action of pausing -- to think, to reflect and gather your thoughts and intentions. By pausing, I have found I've created better results in both personal and business situations.

One of my biggest concerns today is that people are forgetting that what they say, type and Tweet can be spread around the globe in a matter of seconds. With as little as one out-of-context comment, an individual can mar their reputation or offend both friends and strangers. On the Internet, unlike in spoken dialogue, comments are etched in our digital footprints and can come back to haunt or inhibit future relationships from occurring.

This leads me to reflect upon the wise words from my grandmother when she would say, "At the end of the day all we have is our integrity and dignity." This does not mean I have to have everyone like me, or even agree with me, however, it does mean that I desire/need respect if leading a team, and/or does require that my profile reflects the skill set I am "selling" to companies; and on a personal level, it requires I don't look like a raging lunatic to my family/loved ones. Even if our reputation is interpreted falsely by others, regardless if we are even liked, if we know that we did our best then we can remain closely honorable to our intention. And chances are that by doing so, our reputation will remain intact.

So what does this mean for the digital era?

I believe it requires us to be more thoughtful, more strategic and above all more willing to be transparent. Not about private topics, but certainly about areas we are wanting to be recognized for.

My umbrella company, The Communication Group, has an eight-year-old company that has been repositioning companies and people online; and using this knowledge The Communication Group is now developing a new business unit, SOCME Academy, an online certified training program that teaches individuals, companies and brands how to set up their social media profiles. First, even before any setup occurs they will be instructed to consider their own understanding of who they are and who they wish to be seen as online. One may have a squeaky clean LinkedIn, but we must be sure that our other social profiles are in line with this professional.

Consider this before uploading, updating or sharing on your profile:

  1. Like email, if you hesitate to post, comment, or share -- there is likely a reason. Wait for 24 hours, and/or ask someone you respects advise before pressing "upload."
  2. Although posts, comments and shares can be deleted, they still can have lasting impacts on the minds from which they've been viewed.
  3. Realize what you want as the outcome of your post. What are you looking for? Laughter could be one, respect could be another, etc.

These are just a few examples of what is critical to think about. At the California Women's Conference on September 23, my panel will be drilling down further into setting up LinkedIn effectively and showing a few case studies. Likewise, the launch of socmeacademy.com will provide anyone interested in remaining relevant in the workplace, or learning new very much desired skills a way to learn effectively, efficiently and affordably. We are very excited about this, and thank all who have helped inform us along the way.

I'll leave off by saying that it is important to not only garner our own personal profiles but to help others protect their online reputation. It is unfair when people have no considerations for small businesses on business review websites, such as Yelp or CitySearch. It is easy to witness how a poor review can bring down an entire business. It must be recognized that these negative actions and comments lack character, compassion, and professionalism. I suggest taking complaints offline and in turn direct them in a private message. This gives the small business owner the opportunity to correct their mistake or respond to a poor experience.

There are many ingredients that add up to the recipe that is your reputation, and it is imperative to remember a good measure of intention. Get crafting!
Enjoy - c

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Why You Can Have Everything You Want (Even Though You're Fat)

Even though it has never been far outside the norm -- in fact, the average American woman wears a size 14, and 14 is my own average -- I've always been ashamed of my size. This could be for a number of reasons: I grew up with a gorgeous mother who, despite her gorgeousness, always worried about her weight; I attended a series of fancy private schools populated by the sort of thoroughbred humans who rode thoroughbred horses; I fell in love with fashion at a very young age, coveting the lithe forms which showed it off best and knew that my own round shape could never measure up unless I whittled it down.

In ballet class at age 5, I noticed that my belly stuck out farther than the other girls', so I hiked up my tutu for camouflage. Fastening the waistband of my old-fashioned plaid uniform in second grade, I was careful to suck in my gut so it wouldn't spill over. And if I was wearing a bathing suit, you can bet I was also wearing a t-shirt to "protect my delicate skin from sunburn," even when the pool was indoors.

As a child and teenager, I distinctly remember experiencing my fatness as a secret -- something I felt that I had to be vigilant about hiding. Never mind that anyone could see what size I was just by looking at me; I cut the labels out of my clothes whenever I could.

As someone who really knows, let me tell you something: It's a waste of time to go through life constantly freaking out about how fat other people must think you are. No matter what your size, I promise you: The only person who truly gives a whatever about how fat you are is you.

There are people who always seem to daydream about their "thin days," the good-old-years back when they thought they were fat, but before they had any idea how fat they were really going to get. I am not one of those people.

While I have never been fat-fat, I have also never been thin-thin. I have traveled through life in the netherworld of size ambiguity, fat enough to have a "weight issue," thin enough never to be ostracized because of it. Luckily, I am conventionally pretty, fairly well proportioned and smart, with a freakishly high -- some might say bordering on narcissistic -- level of self-esteem. It's rare that I don't find myself to be one of the smartest, kindest, best-bone-structured people in any given room. OK, the smartest, kindest, best-bone-structured person. (In order to compensate for fat-girl low self-esteem, a gal has to learn to think highly of herself in other ways.)

Still, my weight has almost always been the thing I think of as holding me back. It's my albatross, the excuse I use to explain all life's failures, injustices and cruel twists of fate.

In fact, until pretty recently, I believed that my "weight problem" would keep me from ever finding the kind of person worth spending my life with. Or maybe it wouldn't keep me from finding him, but it would certainly keep me from winning him and keeping him. I believed that by failing to lose weight, I was sentencing myself to a lifetime of solitary confinement as punishment for my pathetic lack of willpower.

Then, at 35, I fell in love. And all the fears I'd had about being undesirable because of my weight -- that I was physically unattractive, that I lacked inner strength, that any self-respecting, successful man believed he deserved to have a skinny wife, which meant he believed he deserved better than me -- all those fears disappeared overnight, just like everyone had always said they would when I met the right person. Did I all of a sudden feel happy with my body? Of course not. But I no longer believed that my physical body would stand between me and the life I had always wanted.

You might think that all these mind-blowing realizations would enable me to lose weight, once and for all. That's what always happens in movies and cheerful chick-lit books, right? Fat chick identifies her core issue, shoots it down like a Space Invader, jogs sloppily around a track in a big sweatsuit, drinks gallons of smoothies, then sheds her terry cloth cocoon to emerge a skinny, self-confident butterfly in Spandex.

Nope, not my story. In fact, in the time that my boyfriend and I have been together, I have put on a solid fifteen pounds (thanks entirely to his mother's ridiculous lemon bars). My boyfriend swears he doesn't care that I've gained weight, and I believe him -- when it comes to his being attracted to me, anyway. But I know that my being frustrated with myself affects both of us, and that in order to feel my best, my prettiest, my most confident, I need to get back to being as active as I used to be. So despite having found happiness in so many ways, my struggle with my body continues on.

Dream boyfriend or not, though, I've never let my weight issue hold me back outside the arenas of dating and self-esteem. This doesn't mean that I'm some sort of fat activist, just that I've never doubted my intellect, potential or abilities the way I doubted my body. I can probably thank my parents for this strong -- if somewhat delusional -- belief in the contents of my own skull.

I've been an editor at a top women's magazine in New York. I've set up house in the most happening 'hood in Hollywood (right underneath the freaking sign!). I've survived working for a singer who offered me (unsolicited) Adderall and diet pills on our second day together, explaining that she knew how hard it was to carry around extra weight in the entertainment business, and that these magic pills had helped her to conquer her own weight problem and ascend the ladder of success.

Weirdly, though, no amount of shame or peer pressure has ever been enough to make me get thin. The skinny girls at the magazine? So dumb and shallow! There's something wrong with somebody who thinks it's OK to spend her entire two-week paycheck on a pair of stripper shoes. The waifish starlets walking their dogs around my block in Hollywood? They probably moonlight at suburban Friday's restaurants, covered in "flair." I couldn't survive one day of hauling around trays of half-eaten crab dip and guacamole -- gross. And when that malnourished "artist" offered me those pills, as she huddled in her garage, sucking on a secret cigarette, I felt sorry for her. So successful, so pretty, such a perfect body -- and still so insecure!

I used to think that my inability to jump on the skinny bandwagon simply meant that I had no willpower. Now I see, though, that maybe I don't hate my body as much as I always thought I did.

Why am I telling you all of this? Because I want to help you not-hate your body, too. But not in a precious, touchy-feely, rub-aromatherapy-lotion- on-your-skin-and-give-yourself-the-care-you-deserve way. I want to help you stop hating your body by no longer allowing it to be the thing that stands between you and your happiness. My goal is to prove to you that you are not the elephant in the room.

Now just because I don't hate my body doesn't mean that society doesn't hate it. There's no question that as obesity rates skyrocket, our culture puts a higher and higher premium on skinniness. But, I promise, you can make western society's unfortunate bias work for you.
One of the reasons skinny people make life so difficult for fat people is that they're jealous. Jealous that fat people eat what they want. Jealous that fat people don't derive their self-esteem from the labels sewn into the clothes on their backs. Jealous of the psychic freedom that comes from refusing to live by everybody else's rules. Instead of telling you not to be envious of skinny people, I am going to tell you to use their secret envy of you to your advantage.

No, I am not delusional. (At least I don't think I am?) I'm not trying to encourage a bunch of 200-pound chicks to pursue careers as fashion models. (I mean, If you're a 200-pound chick who wants to be a fashion model, Godspeed, but you'd better be ridiculously pretty. Like, Helen-of-Troy-level pretty. And start your career off on the right foot. In Samoa.)

But I'm sick of hearing 200-pound chicks -- even 140-pound chicks! -- say they can't succeed at their careers, get a cool boyfriend, hike to the top of a mountain, insert whatever mundane-yet-seemingly-unattainable goal here just because they don't look like fashion models. Listen up, people: Do you realize how absurd it is to let your physical body affect your success in the non-superficial arenas of your life? Is one required to possess a law degree from Harvard in order to be qualified to host the Miss America pageant? No? Then why do you think you need to look like Miss America in order to pursue your law degree at Harvard?

If you don't yet have the life you want -- the life you feel you deserve -- you're going to have to change. But I'm not talking about losing weight. Maybe you'll have to be a little more assertive sometimes, a little less self-righteous other times. You'll have to forgive stupid assholes for being reductive and judgmental, and you'll have to acknowledge that sometimes you're a bit reductive and judgmental yourself. You're going to have to accept that being fat is not an excuse to disengage from the aesthetic side of our culture, or, even worse, to disengage from our culture entirely.

Being fat comes with a host of responsibilities, not only to yourself, but to other fat people. Represent! You can be both fat and pretty. Both fat and handsome. Both fat and self-confident. Both fat and rich. Both fat and wildly attractive. Both fat and -- yes, it's true -- happy.

Rebecca DiLiberto is the executive editor at "The Ricki Lake Show." For an upcoming schedule of episodes, visit Ricki's site.

 

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