I have never had a scale at home and have never dieted. What good is it if you’re still 20 pounds away from happiness anyway?
In fact, I once tried the Atkins diet a very long time ago, influenced by the craze for this excruciating diet, and bad PMS that made me bloat. After two days, I was downright depressed. I don’t understand how people manage to torture themselves like this without being unhappy, because eating is life. I mean eat when you’re hungry, not to reward or punish yourself.
But there are people who are put on a diet from childhood, and who will spend their lives in pain, often without losing the pounds that mostly bother others. Either way, it’s known that draconian diets don’t work and an entire industry rides on our failures, because if we had found one that really works, everyone would be slim eating what they want ( the great unacknowledged fantasy of the most fueled part of humanity).
I watched all six episodes of I love you big, a series hosted by Christine Morency and Mélissa Bédard, first of all because I really like these two women for real (and it is offered on the Videotron Vrai platform). In my opinion, there are those who love Mélissa Bédard and Christine Morency, and the others, who died within.
In this show, they talk about the reality of being fat (that’s the word used) frankly and with many relevant guests – Lise Dion, Mario Cadieux, Edith Bernier, Mahrzad Lari, Jean-Sébastien Girard, etc. – who have in common not being fat, but having chosen one day to love themselves as they are. What changes everything. Because these people suffer more from a lack of social acceptance than from a weight problem. From a lack of love screeches, as Louise Latraverse would say. But I think the best would be social indifference and everyone couldn’t care less about more interesting things – like developing their passions or saving the planet, like.
Corpulent people have not only often experienced starvation to meet standards – in vain, because in the realm of size zero it is lost in advance – but they also sometimes go without living.
How? ‘Or’ What ? By refusing to go to a restaurant to be judged by what they eat and many other invitations, such as a bathing day so as not to show off in a swimsuit, making love with the lights off or having a cross on love, among many sad examples. In short, they miss out on life because they have the impression that, to enter it, they must first lose weight. And yet, the door is wide open, but it is prejudices that close it, often slamming it in the face of those who disturb us in our narrow visions, so thin that they prevent the light from entering.
These people received a lot of insults without having a lot of role models, hence the importance of body diversity in what is shown to us everywhere. Hence the courage it takes to display yourself as you are, when you know the cruelty of which the crazy people who have nothing else to do but judge others are capable.
Why do fat people bother so much? “Because people don’t like what is different from them,” believes Mario Cadieux, who has suffered humiliations that I still cannot digest.
Have you seen Christine Morency’s video that recreates the famous scene from the film Flashdance for her friend Mélissa Bédard on the show Please do not send flowers ? It has gone viral. Even at 20 years old with my hourglass figure, I would never have dared to do such a thing, because I am too modest for that. I relish the daring all the more.
I participated this fall in some segments of the show Back to culture, but before my first recording, I experienced a panic. I wondered what I was going to look like, more than if I was going to have fun, after a pandemic year of cooking in my pajamas. I made emergency appointments with the hairdresser, the beautician, the manicurist, shopped for clothes and makeup, a big blitz in record time.
There is something terrifying about TV, compared to radio or print journalism. Everything is a question of appearance and appearance, of charisma and ease in front of an audience that we do not even see, but whose court we endure for a badly placed hair or a protruding bead. Except that once in front of the cameras, there is no other choice but to be yourself.
Looking at I love you big came back to me the strange discussion between Anne Dorval and Julie Snyder at The other noon at the next table. They too talked about weight, Anne asking Julie if she was eating enough because she found her petite, they talked about saddlebags and being petite, which Snyder sees as an advantage with men and a pledge. to age better. We felt less love between them than between Mélissa Bédard and Christine Morency, but it is not to oppose these women that I am evoking this meeting. In my humble opinion, these are two sides of the coin. This obsession that we have with appearance, that of women in particular, an obsession that they integrate from an early age and which can spoil the most beautiful moments of life, from 7 to 77 years old – we only have ” to read the comments to the actresses of Sex and the City, just because they have physically changed, as if it is possible to be immutable.
Very slowly, however, I feel an awakening linked to immense fatigue. Fat, skinny, young or old, it seems like there is never any break, that beauty always seems an unattainable ideal, to which men too are increasingly subject.
So much unnecessary suffering to fit into a single, desperately small mold, designed by conformism, when each person is unique. The ugliness, it is there, in this suffocation. Because after all, how much time is wasted when life does not wait, and waits for nothing else to be enjoyed.