This morning, I decided to write. To write for all those who feel like me, but who don't dare to talk about it for fear of being judged.
I want to talk to you about WEIGHT. Yes, that damn number we hate every time we go to the doctor. I've even gotten to the point where I've advised him not to share it with me for fear of being discouraged by that damn number once again.
Okay, I could say that this number increased due to pregnancy, that's what I like to say, but the real reason, as everyone knows, is that we don't move enough and we don't eat a balanced diet (I'm talking about myself).
In my case, I eat well until I sit down on my couch. It seems like my couch has power over me. Every time I sit down on it I feel like eating. Most of the time, I'm not hungry, but there's something inside me that says "GO ON EAT" anyway you've eaten well all day. And POOF! I get up and it starts. Once I've eaten something I tell myself that's it, I've got rid of everything... I can eat another one it won't change anything anyway the damage is done... & that's when the number increases... increases.. & it starts again every evening..
I know so much about all the ways to lose weight because yes I tried I don't know how many... & yes it worked, but afterwards I had so many cravings that the weight went back up even higher than it had already been.
Excess weight affects not only physical health, but also mental health.
What I find difficult in all this is that for the world who have no weight problem it is very easy to judge those who have one. It seems so simple to them, Well, come on! You just have to control yourself or eat this, eat that you will see.. But NO! It is not that simple. It is a balance that I want to find & not a beach shape that lasts 2 months like I already had.
Sometimes I don't even want to go to places where I know there will be people who knew me when I was thin because I'm afraid they'll say OH MY GOD have you seen how fat she's gotten, she was really more beautiful before... Or look at her, it's clear she eats badly and doesn't do any training.
The way others look at you when you're yo-yoing (I'm speaking for myself) is difficult... but you know what? While writing this text, I realize that I want to be happy, no matter what the number, and that beauty standards are specific to each person. Let's stop feeling guilty & enjoy life with a beautiful balance. Restriction will only lead you to excess. Let's make sure our children see people's inner beauty rather than their outer shell.
Do you agree?
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