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Monday, December 26, 2011

...and admit to myself that my life has become unmanageable...

Isn't it funny, when you don't have control, you strive for anything you can control?A woman a I know is ill, back problems plus a bunch of other stuff, older in a home with two generations and because she can't drive she is upset that her every demand is not met.  Boy do I judge.  I am the same.  As my body changes beyond my control now all of a sudden weight loss is of utmost importance?  Why wasn't it before?  Because it just wasn't.  People buckle down and lose weight, they go to the gym, they "just say no" to sweets...and subsequently the weight is loss.  Oh how happy everyone is, Oh how silent everyone was that you were once fat as they say.  That silence is disapproving and as long as I have lived have waited for the dot, dot, dot.  "Man, your face is so pretty." Subtext if only you would lose weight.  "What a beautiful smile." I would even date you if you were 50 pounds thinner.  hmmmm.  I am sure classes at gyms will be filled with New Year's Resolutions of weight loss and I thought resolving to be more compassionate was a goal.

2 comments:

  1. "You have such a pretty face ...." if only I had a dollar for the hundreds of times I have heard that. Compassion? That would be good, although that implies that I should be pitied, and that's not what I would want either. How about equality or acceptance no matter what the scale says?

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  2. I guess I was saying a resolve of being compassionate would be a goal rather than weight loss or gain.

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