Landy said,
As far as a justification for being fat, my honest to God number one reason was that your heart gets broken far less when you're not attractive to the opposite sex. You are lonlier, by far, but no one comes close enough to rip the heart right out of your chest.
My weight ‘issues’ started just after a terrible incident that I encountered when I was a senior in high school. When I began to feel vulnerable, I created flab and then hid behind my flab.
When people got too close to me – men, in particular, I reached into the bag or bowl and I scarfed.
I think that I am finally over it. I have learned to displace my anger and fears
in positive ways now – not self-destructive ways and have learned to trust men, to trust myself and am truly set free to be ME:
Leopard Woman!
Fooders never ever changed my situation, didn’t erase the past event, and only made my life worse –
MUCH worser!
Fooders tripled my chins, increased the size of my batwings and encased my organs in flab.
Some of you can relate to my situation; others will relate to stocking up in case of being
stranded on Carrie’s Island, or to
self-justify and live up to your image of being a Jumbo Jungle Stud like our dear Mike or just for some other sort of self-preservation protector of self.
Landy, why is it that we are
willing to risk being lonely – deep down in our heart of hearts lonely – that we would rather
be lonely and impose a type of self-exile than to be vulnerable and possibly need a heart transplant?
Often we live our lives in the
"If only" mode, (You know, "If only that didn't happen, If only I had blahdy-blahdy-blah..") or the "What If" mode -"What if he...what if I...”
I have made a decision:
It is NOT the easy or convenient life for which I search…but life lived to the edge of all my possibility! mary anne radmacher
I suppose if we were to know all the answers to our pressing question of WHY in the World AM I FAT? that we would never ever have allowed flab to happen.
I just know that in a very short moment of time, an undisciplined donkey-hearted selfish man changed the life of an innocent 16 year old girl.
He changed my life - how I felt about myself and how I viewed others.
I cannot change what happened to me that November night in 1965 but I do know this:
I am the sum of all of my life’s experiences. I would not be the person that I am today were it not for that moment in time.
I made a decision to not be bitter but to become better. I made a decision to take control and no longer be a victim. God has helped me to extend forgiveness to a man who never asked me to forgive him.
Medifast happened to come along right when I needed it the most. It got me healthy. It is keeping me healthy, too. My passion and my purpose is to help others to get healthy - mind, body and soul.
Together we shall be victorious!
Raise a shaker jar, slurp and burp!