tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661982028247268300.post3201829320854956564..comments2023-03-25T10:04:03.380-07:00Comments on The Urban Feminist: Are you allowed to eat?The Urban Feministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00717164857752291219noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661982028247268300.post-33537107001656218832007-06-17T04:50:00.000-07:002007-06-17T04:50:00.000-07:00I never shared my chocolate muffins and I always w...I never shared my chocolate muffins and I always wolfed them down. I'm a girl. So we're not all like that.Geum-jahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17637677243238405364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661982028247268300.post-16962910222655051782007-06-11T00:26:00.000-07:002007-06-11T00:26:00.000-07:00I agree!I do hate this "I'm not allowed to eat x" ...I agree!<BR/>I do hate this "I'm not allowed to eat x" mindset. Who says? Who is the mysterious granter of permission? It's just a way of passing off responsibility for our eating choices. <BR/>I've been really skinny and I've been pretty tubby and generally hover somewhere round a "yeah, that'll do" size. <BR/>I have lost weight through changing my eating habits because I felt unfit and when I was super skinny I gained weight deliberately - again because I felt unfit being that thin.<BR/>Eating lots of unhealthy stuff = extra weight and poor health. <BR/>I do wish we could all stop saying "Ooh, I would but I'm not allowed" and start saying "yeah, that looks nice but I don't want one right now" and be a bit more honest with ourselves. <BR/>Sometimes I wonder if there are times we do the whole guilt routine just to help our friends feel better? I know in the past I've been in the situation of eating something sweet & gooey that I don't actually want because I know my friend doesn't want to feel like a pig and we both witter on about how "we shouldn't" and "aren't we naughty". Other (more reasoned) times I've just thought "mmm, eclairs!" and then watched my friend drool into her salad while beating herself up just for even thinking about joining me in the cake fest. <BR/>Sometimes in my life I am fatter and sometimes in my life I am thinner and if I go too far either way for my liking then I'll do something about it but I hope never to be sucked into the pound-by-pound micro management of my weight that so many of my friends subscribe to. Life is way too short for all that!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661982028247268300.post-26781123887504294772007-06-08T14:30:00.000-07:002007-06-08T14:30:00.000-07:00It's all so true!An overweight woman at my workpla...It's all so true!<BR/><BR/>An overweight woman at my workplace would sit eating salads, soups, low-fat sandwiches, etc in the staffroom and tell everyone who ate anything else that if they ought to be eating sushi or something like her, because she was on a diet. Then, she gave me a lift somewhere unexpectedly and what did I see in her car? Bags and bags of old McDonalds, empty sweet wrappers, bottles of pop and all manner of other 'sinful' goodies. She clearly felt she couldn't eat in public, so developed a dangerous over-eating disorder in secret. Which, ladies and gentlemen, is precisely WHY she was overweight!<BR/><BR/>So, yes, urbanfeminist, I wholeheartedly agree. I am unashamedly seen eating large quantities of fatty, sugery foods in public and I don't care a dot. I am happy, healthy and don't have an eating disorder. Gosh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661982028247268300.post-16963344114844739292007-06-08T07:32:00.000-07:002007-06-08T07:32:00.000-07:00What, really? Sounds as if they might have been pa...What, really? Sounds as if they might have been passing comment on dieting culture, rather than actually insinuating that you shouldn't be eating chocolate...The Urban Feministhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00717164857752291219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661982028247268300.post-65064373011846655272007-06-08T07:27:00.000-07:002007-06-08T07:27:00.000-07:00Well, it's not all self-imposed. A little while ag...Well, it's not all self-imposed. <BR/><BR/>A little while ago at work, the boss bought us a big box of chocolates to eat. Assuming that the idea was to eat them, I duely did so - but whenever I went to get one, the men in the office sucked their teeth like old grannies, clucked and shook their heads at me. <BR/><BR/>Lovely, huh?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com