Crohn’s, Weight and Body Image (and a dash of feminism, for good measure)

I have always had weight fluctuations. Spoiler alert: All of them had to do with Prednisone….

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In the eighties, there were not a lot of options to treat Crohns- steroids and Azulfidine was it. When I was about ten, Imuran came on the market. It helped, but usually only in conjunction with….drumroll… prednisone. So over the years, I’ve had my fair share of steroids, tapering etc. With every steroid cycle, I gained weight. You see, I was HUNGRY. And then I was tired. And my joints hurt every time I moved. After my nap, I’d usually eat again. Vicious cycle. I also wore glasses and braces for my teeth. Nope, never was homecoming queen. During my teenage years, until I was about 18, I didn’t let anyone take a picture of me, if it could be avoided- in my eyes, I was fat, ugly and as a direct consequence, unlovable. In reality, I was probably chubby, but not even close to overweight. My mother, the feminist that she was (still is), was hurting too- her generation had fought so hard that women should not be defined by their appearance, and here her oldest daughter was depressed about her appearance. And depressed I was. Fears of being a spinster were accompanied by anger over my lack of self-discipline. Because that’s all it took, right?

This was also the nineties- the time of rail-thin so called supermodels. Naomi Campbell, Kate Moss and in Germany Nadja Auermann, were sporting the so-called “heroin chic.” Every damn fashion and women’s magazine was talking about yet another diet to lose even more weight. In my circle of friends, we had regular diet fests: We’d tell each other how we ate nothing all day but three crackers (15 cal each) and skim-milk yoghurt (150 cafor the vitamins). The anorexia our parents and teachers warned us about was dangerously glamorous. The youth books that were dealing with anorexia also rather glorified the disease.  I obviously was the first to fail these diets, because prednisone or not, I love food. (If nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, Kate Moss, you try crunchy fried pork belly with curly fries at Lardo.) But, it isolated me from my friends, making me the weak one, the odd one out they’d let tag along out of pity (or to make them look even skinnier).  Once I was hospitalized in a flare, and none of them even called, I realized that they weren’t my friends (you didn’t see that one coming, right?). I still blamed myself. If only I had been more athletic, better at dieting etc. Years later, one of them contacted me to tell me that she was diagnosed with Colitis and had thought of me so often now. (She’s still a skinny bitch. I know I am an asshole to say that, whatever.)

Now, looking back, I am annoyed. I think of all the wonderful ways I could have spent the time I obsessed about my weight and I get angry. I could have read books, watched great movies, spent more time with actual friends and my family who told me all along that I was right just the way I was!

I am angry that even to the day, I try to suck in my cheeks when a picture is taken and have it taken at seven different angles. So much for spontaneous snapshots. That I was in a crazy way almost happy that I lost weight in the hospital (once I realized I was too weak to make it up the stairs by myself, reason won over).

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A quick google search shows that I am not alone: from forums, to actual studies– a lot of people struggle with this. They want to be healthy, but also look healthy.  And then I feel guilty about even THINKING about weight issues, when I can be lucky to be alive. Guilt however, is a rather unproductive notion (unless you’re a catholic priest, then it’s your bread and butter). I’d rather focus on being other things than big or thin. Say if I had really died back on Jan 24th- would I really want people to remember whether I’d fit into a size whatever? And I have to take myself to task about my own feminist/humanist practice (heck, in another life I even pretended to be a feminist scholar): I get upset every time I hear about some sort of body policing, and yet I have internalized the same mechanisms!

So, I’ll be kinder- to myself, to others, and try to see beyond what’s visible. (I still love fashion though!) That’s all I can do.

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8 responses to Crohn’s, Weight and Body Image (and a dash of feminism, for good measure)

  1. It is SO hard to be kind to yourself. And for many of us, acceptance—and heck, even celebration—of our internal and external selves is an ongoing process and continuing struggle.

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    • vjhutter says:

      That’s very true, it’s a process. And, god knows, being patient with myself is not my forte… Let’s take it day by day!

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  2. That sucks about your friends. Their silence during your flare up really does say a lot more about them than it does about you. I hope that you have found a good circle of supportive friends since then. Nobody can go through it all alone.

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    • vjhutter says:

      Thanks! Yes, it’s a case of “lesson learned.” In a way, Crohn’s is ideal for that- it really quickly separates friends from acquaintances and even though it hurts at first, you’re better for it in the end.

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  3. Oh yes dear body image – I have had challenges all my life but it more or less induced by my mother which in turn led me to fad diets. I remember how she “suggested” Körner Diät, Maple Syrup diet….it has taken me many years to overcome negative body images. Today I try to instill in my girls that everybody has a strong healthy body and we must take care of it; it is more than the body that makes a person.

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    • vjhutter says:

      exactly. They need to know that they can be way more than “pretty” or “thin”!

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  4. pechluck says:

    One of the resolutions I am trying to keep to this year (not 100% successful, but definitely more aware) is to no longer make comments about people’s appearance -whether good or bad. Of course, I can see – I can’t help that- but by not mentioning it and instead focusing on other parts of them- what they are doing, what they have been doing, their future plans – I hope I am reinforcing that I am interested in what’s inside, not the outside.

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    • vjhutter says:

      Oh, I am guilty of that too- but I definitely agree, let’s focus on other things!

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