I was thinking about the guilt and fear that I felt during my 10 years of obesity. I think what got me thinking about those feelings was looking at some family scrapbooks yesterday. I was looking at a scrapbook from the year before I lost all my weight, which was 1996. I realized that I was very critical of myself – not only my appearance but about how I lived my life.
I openly made fun of myself in front of other people in a vain attempt to acknowledge my weight so they didn’t have to. I “beat myself up” whenever I made bad food choices – and that was a frequent problem. I didn’t spend much time thinking about the good things I did, but rather focused on the poor state of my health.
It was hard being obese and I made it harder on myself by by never being gentle with myself.
When I think about what being gentle with ourselves means I think of giving yourself permission to be who you are-right where you are today.
So on this Friday, I wanted to leave you with that thought. Be gentle with yourself. Take it one day at a time and don’t let a misstep or a backwards slide get you down. You will get where you want to be – it’s not a race, it’s a journey.
Are you ever hard on yourself? Diane