It’s a nasty term today. Racial profiling. Sexual profiling. Religious Profiling. It’s all about prejudging someone. The Duck Dynasty brothers have been the victims of what they term ‘facial profiling’. Just this month, Jase Robertson, a man with a net worth of $10 million dollars, was escorted out of the Trump Plaza Hotel by a security guard who mistook him for a homeless man. Because he wears a beard.
Profiling, prejudging, jumping to conclusions because of someone’s appearance happens to all of us at least once in our lives. It has happened to me a lot. It happens to a lot of women a lot. We’re incapable of competing with airbrushed Hollywood icons and spend our lives hearing and reading in the faces of others that we don’t measure up and it’s all our fault.
Though all of us have weaknesses, some people assume that because I carry my personal struggle around in plain sight via excess pounds that I am ignorant of what to do about my size. I am not. They assume I overeat. I do not. They assume I am unfamiliar with exercise. I am not.
I have read more books on nutrition and diet options than people who are addicted to housewife porn. I can pronounce glucagon, can describe a medium chain fatty acid, have strong opinions about the safety and questions regarding HCG, and know that ketosis is a risk when you follow an Atkins plan. I have counted Weight Watcher points, gone cold turkey from sugar and wheat and caffeine and still kept my mind, and am not addicted to either alcohol or Starbucks, no matter what anyone says about me. I have never smoked or taken illegal drugs.
I am overweight. I struggle with it. I am embarrassed by it. But I do not require the advice or opinion of anyone who has never been in my shoes, nor will I offer unsolicited advice to others when I have not walked in theirs. Not unless their name is Doctor and I’ve paid them for that opinion.
I’m smarter than I look, better read than some think, invested in my health, and tired of being profiled for my size.
I’m fat. I’m not stupid. And I will conquer this eventually. But just for the record, shaming people so they will try again to fit our profile preference is never effective, regardless of the motives we insist are behind our words of ‘concern.’
You have your struggle, I have mine. Can we change the subject now?