Today it struck me: I have more compassion and kindness in me for total strangers than I do for myself!
When I see women in stores who look haggard or worn, depressed and unhappy, overweight and seriously out of shape, I feel so sad for them. I find myself wondering what cards Life dealt them, what decisions that seemed like a good idea at the time, led them to this point. Sometimes I imagine these women under different circumstances; happy and fulfilled, healthy and leading a well-balanced life. And I say a little prayer for them, that their paths will take them there.
Then I see myself in a mirror and cringe with self-loathing. "What a slob," I think. "You make me sick!" And I feel absolutely worthless. Disgusting. Beyond hope or salvation. Why even bother pretending anymore?
18 June 2010
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ABOUT ME
- Uza
- A few years ago I wandered from the path of health and well-being, gradually overwhelmed by depression, fibromyalgia, overall deteriorating health and obesity. Inside and out, I feel terrible and look worse. I am now working towards reclaiming my health and well-being. My goal is to achieve and maintain a way of living that leaves me feeling--and looking--GREAT!
