Friday, September 21, 2018

̷I̷'̷m̷ ̷n̷o̷ ̷l̷o̷n̷g̷e̷r̷ ̷a̷ ̷c̷o̷w̷.̷

I love rewriting songs sometimes. I find myself doing it in the shower most of the time but occasionally, after a difficult client, I do it to numb what I might have just seen or heard. Recently, I made a new version of Hey Ya and I got some flack from my best friend about one of my lines. Below is the modified version.

My tummy don’t mess around
Cause it holds five ounces
This I know fo sho!
But does it really wanna
But can’t wait too long or it will roar
Don’t try to fight the feeling
Because the thought of hunger is killin’ me right now
Thank God for Dr. Sharp
For cutting my tummy out
I’m healthy now
Heyyyyy yaaaa Heeyyy Yaa

In the original version, I said "Thank God for Dr. Sharp, I'm no longer a cow."

I laughed when I wrote it because I felt it was true. Over the past couple of months, I've started really feeling normal/small. I don't feel I stand out anymore. I'm just one of the folks.
I've always had an affinity for cows. I once wore a tiara and pointed to my head and said "um, seriously, I'm a dairy queen." It fit with the joke we were making at the time. When I was getting married, I made different invitations for different people. For one of my friends, I wrote "He's finally buying the cow!" and I didn't think anything of it.

I've also had comfort with the word fat. I think being afraid of a common word doesn't help anyone. I know enough Spanish to know that some of my clients have called me fat before, some have called me a cow.... It's okay.

When I was on Lexapro for depression, I gained 10lbs. I told my doctor that I was okay with the weight gain because "I'd rather be fat and happy than fat and miserable." She was so upset that I had used the word fat to describe myself. At 320lbs, there's no one that would call me thin or truly healthy. I would have friends try to say "You're not THAT big" but reality is I was very unhealthy. Even if I could dance, do the elliptical, do yoga, my body was sick. I was prediabetic(or diabetic depending on which chart you look at), hypertensive, depressed. My BMI was 51+.

Just because I was and still am fat (depending on who you ask...), I'd rather be called fat than morbidly obese. By trade, I can calculate BMI pretty well. I knew I was class 3 morbidly obese. To me, that's a lot more toxic to my head than being "fat" or a "cow." Why? because fat and cow or elephant or huge are all matter of opinion. I see someone that's my height and 220lbs as "so small!" but in reality, they're class 2 obese or "severely obese."
When someone says something that's mean, they should be ashamed of themselves. If someone says something in jest, I'm not offended. People often say "You're so skinny!" to someone as a compliment but you also hear people say it as an insult as if it's in disgust. I read a lot of weight loss posts where people complain that their family tell them they're getting too small or are too skinny and they tell them in disgust. That's just as bad as saying "You're so fat" in a mean way.

I guess what I think people should take away from this post is sometimes, it's okay to find humor in situations and don't take it all too seriously but be kind with your words. My friend that was hurt by the original wording is self conscious about her weight currently and because I saw it hurt her, I changed it. That's okay too because I would never want to willingly offend anyone.

Be kind. rewind.
WT: 220.6