I got invited to go to Cape Cod for the holiday weekend. I opted out. I thought I would visit some old friends over the long weekend. Then I thought again. Maybe I’ll go to the beach…..Oh, that’s right…I haven’t put on a bathing suit in 20 years….Well, at least I’ll maybe ask some friends to go on a picnic for the Fourth…..but I might melt in my turtleneck and long pants.
So it’s another year of putting off living my life because I’m too fat. If I were a friend of mine (and shouldn’t I be?) I would tell me that I’m being completely ridiculous. That life is too short to play the “when I have this situation, then I’ll be happy…” game. Year after year goes by, with me avoiding people and events, looking at life with my nose pressed up against the window. Wishing I could go out and play.
Oh, I’ve been thinner…never fatter….the human accordion. Lost a lot of weight more times than Brittany Spears has made the cover of a magazine. But that’s not the point. Now is all there is. I may never feel thin enough to go to the beach. These arms may never qualify for a sleeveless shirt again.
And I will never get today back.
Paunch be damned! What you see is what you get….and if you look real close, maybe it’s not all that bad…
I like your post it is funny especially when you said, you lost weight more than britney spears appeared in a magazine, wow! what was your weight earlier?
I saw your post the other day and wanted to mull it over before I left a comment. You see I have spent most of my adult life putting how I look before everything. What if I’m the fattest woman in the room? What if people stare at me and point? What if I want to eat in a nice restaurant; will I worry someone is watching what I’m eating? Don’t do this to yourself sweetie. The people who love you, and let’s face it, they are the only ones you should care about, don’t care how much you weigh – they want to be with you. Please don’t spend another minute turning down invitations because you worry how you look. You are the only one who is concerned about it. One morning I realized how much time I had wasted and I started eating less and moving more. I also started a diary of everything I ate and I learned when I was eating and why. I’ve lost weight but I’m still no skinny minny — but my weight doesn’t stop my having fun. I’m sending you hugs, Linda
I’m overweight too. However, long time ago I realized that I was missing way too much in life because I was always worried about what other people would think about my looks. Most of those people who would think ugly thoughts about me, I do not know me and probably never will – why care? The people who care about me knows why I am overweight, they love me just the way that I am. If others would take time to know the real you, they would love you exactly the way you are. So gather your things and do whatever you feel like this summer, enjoy yourself alone or in the company of others, but enjoy, nonetheless!
(((Hugs))) Friendships, family, happiness and health. That is what should be important. Not those numbers on the scale. And those who judge aren’t worth even thinking about. JMO.