My last day as a fat person
So, tomorrow I'll join the losers on the bench. But for today, I am really concentrating on what it is like to be a fat person, so I will never forget where I've come from and will never lose compassion for those still struggling. As I walked up the steps today to work, I was out of breath. When I saw my reflection in the elevator doors, I wanted to turn away, but I didn't. I saw what I really look like today. All the lumps and bumps and largeness. That's me in my green size 4X pants and bright green 3X top. And there's a little stain on my top from where food has dropped in the past. I can never seem to eat without getting something on me! I am only having clear liquids today, and I think that's just fine. Crystal Lite, broth, jello and decaf tea have sustained me through the morning. At lunch time I walk 2 blocks to a mall, in order to get books for my hospital stay. I notice other people's butts. Some small, some larger, but I don't think I saw any as large as mine At the mall, there is a food court, and a coffee shop, and a popcorn store, and a Godiva chocolatier. I smell everything. I want everything. My addiction is kicking in, and I know I cannot give in. I feel empowered, tossed with afraid and just a little sad.
On the way back to the office, I notice my knees burn, my back hurts, my hips ache. I'm out of breath again, and sweating profusely. I avoid the sidewalk grate. I don't want to fall through! There's that stupid elevator door again with my reflection in it. I'm back at my desk, drinking my Crystal Lite. Relieved to be off my feet.
Blessings, Jill
WLS 5/31/07. Maintaining a weight loss of 141 pounds and feeling amazing!
Albert Schweitzer

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You must be the change you wish to see in the world.
--Mahatma Ghandi
Celebrate Life, L'Chaim, Peace, Shalom