I think there is a big difference between loving yourself, and loving the fact that you are overweight, or even being ok with it. The smallest that I have ever been was 180, and at 5'5" that is still overweight, but I was literally rock solid, nothing moved, and I had a 24" waist. I look in the mirror now, and wonder wth happened? But one thing that no one can take from me, is my confidence. I can, will, and do still walk into a room or situation like I own it. Does that mean that I'm happy with being fat? Hell no. But I do love and respect myself enough to walk in with my head held high. When I say that I'm working on losing weight, I mean it and will do what I have to. I'm never going to offer that phrase to anyone in an attempt to justfy my existance, because at the end of the day I really don't care what they think of me. It only matters what I think of me, and whatever I'm doing to lose weight, get fit, get healthy, etc etc is between me, my body, my mind, and no one else. The way I look at it, is if someone doesn't like me simply because I'm fat, they are missing everything else that I am, and it's their loss, not mine.
I understand completely why this thread was began. We are more than our numbers, and we have to love ourselves enough to change, but we don't have to love the fact that we're overweight. You can love yourself, and not love your circumstances. Life happens, it knocks you down, well you can choose to cowboy/cowgirl up or you can lay in the dirt. Get up, dust yourself off, and keep pushing forward.
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