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noctuary March 19 2006, 05:38:37 UTC
It must be exhausting to think like that all the time. Even I am pooped!
I read it and think things. Nothing bad. Just how I can relate in ways. (not the food thing though. Though you would think I would being a big gal and working with big gals all day. Then again maybe that's it. It's normal for me. It's accepting and non judgemental. Then again I never bothered with body image. I have this incredible way of thinking I am all that and a loaf of bread. I guess having parents who were loving till he died and a mother never saying a bad word about me helps.) I rattled on. Sorry.
"I keep telling everyone how well I'm doing now. Maybe if I keep saying it it will come true"
Actually actions change thoughts and not the other way around. So it could actually happen if you keep saying it!

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rutgerberit March 19 2006, 06:00:24 UTC
I hadn't turned six when I began pre-school. On one of the first days one of the kids called me a fatass. I didn't understand what (s)he meant. The others wouldn't play with me. I didn't understand why. I thought I was a good kid. Appearantly fatasses aren't good, I realised over the years when people kept commenting my weight and looks, at the same time as shutting me out. I wasn't one of the fat kids, I was the only fat kid. So I guess it's always been an issue to me. And it's hard to let go of it, you know. I was six when I hid cookies amongst my toys so I could comfort-eat without anyone watching.

I'll keep saying I'm OK. :-)

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