Thursday, January 17, 2019
WARNING: This is not a Pollyanna positive post
I have had problems with being overweight most of my adult life. I have weighed as much as 250 and as little as 135. How I have been seen by my fellow human beings during these different times of my life, has caused me to reflect on the human condition in general. When I weighed 250, I was perceived as lazy, undisciplined, and basically, a waste of space. As a "normal" sized individual that changed drastically. People were more approachable, smiled more at me, treated me as valuable to society and like maybe I had a brain that was capable of functioning at a level uncluttered by fat. Men especially treat women differently according to their size. I feel very sad that while so many people have problems with overweight, not many are out there fighting for their right to be accepted as they are--a work in progress. We are bombarded, instead, with plastic images of physical perfection--many are hollow people--but they look good so that makes it okay. Sorry for this rant today, but I needed to get some of this stuff off my chest. I am tired of weight loss and most days I don't think it is worth the effort to try and fit into the mold someone else has designed for me. But I live and breath and put my feet on the floor everyday and swear to myself this will be the day I start to do better. And we are where we are.