Tuesday, October 15, 2013
I had to close my office door today because the office workers out front were cracking jokes about Diabetes. Being diagnosed border-line diabetic and having friends and family member who are diabetic, I did not find jokes about feet turning black and being cut off funny. I let them know when I closed my door that I am diabetic and did not appreciate their jokes about the disease.
Which brings me around to obesity. I am also considered obese and realize that it is a disease that I am learning to control. I wish other people would come around to this way of thinking. I remember my father calling my aunt (his sister) Fat Kat because her name is Katherine and she was rather large. My own father was large himself as was my mother. I also remember my brothers calling me Fatty Patty when I was a kid and teenager even though I wasn't fat. Is this where my low self-esteem and poor body image come from?
I am learning on this journey to love myself no matter what size I am or what I look like. I have the power to change my body size and my health for myself, not because it will please others. I know my husband and children love me for who I am, not what I look like or what size I am. Hope others see the light some day.