I was reading through my journal this morning...and thought I would share part of an entry:
The mirror has not been my friend - and I avoided it at every opportunity. I look at the mirror now and wonder about the person who looks back at me. I say to myself...hey I haven't seen you in a long time...where have you been? Its a stranger who I am so familiar with but I just can't put my finger on who it is because she hasn't been around in a very long time. To me it should be a happy experience...and most of the time it is, but it is sad because I lost someone near and dear to me because I couldn't stand the way she looked because of her weight.
I voice loudly and long about discrimination against those with obesity and the difficulties people face. Yet, I was guilty of joining the crowd of people pleasers and rejected the image of the overweight woman staring back at me from the mirror. How sad to reject the one person you are truly supposed to support - yourself!
I have kidded around with friends who are on the same path that I am...told them how I avoided looking in the mirror...skipping as quickly as I could through the bathroom with the full length mirrors to avoid the possibility of facing an extra roll or two because of my weight. Now daily I stop and say hello to the image looking at me and tell her it is going to be allright and with a little time and patience she will achieve her goal
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Don't ask me what possed me to post this....
--Cookie
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