Not a weighty issue

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Thangasurabi Bright Raj throws “thin is in” to the winds

Last year, I spent a fortune at a popular weight loss clinic in the city. I am 5’ 2” and weigh 63 kilogram; size M in Europe and size S in the Americas.

So what on earth drove me to this extremity? To begin with, men. I received unkind comments from some. Sample a few: “Don’t run girl. The floor might crack.” The guy who said this was over 90 kilogram. “Don’t stand by the edge. The bus cannot run on two wheels.” The guy who said this was someone whom I liked. My fondness for him died with the comment.

I had smart comebacks to these impolite words, but the remarks got to me. I was angry also with women who gave into the pressure. Whatever happened to the time when the world liked voluptuous women?

Deep within, I was a bit insecure about my weight because of the lack of a love life. I believed that if I didn’t lose weight, I would probably not find the love of my life. So I lost some kilos, and had many eyes turning to me. But with weight, I also lost my spirit and became obsessed with low carb, low fat diets. I was unhappy and miserable. It took me a while to realise that I had my perspective wrong. There is more to life than just being fat or thin because the people who loved you when you were fat and ugly are the ones who really cared about you. For me, these were my family and closest friends. Today, I no longer care for the rest of the world. I have to be liked for all of me, not bits and pieces.

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