guilt.
Sometimes we're not guilty for things we have done, but rather for the things we have. Things that were given to us that we have no choice over. I have days where I am so unhappy with how I am, and then see someone who has much less. It rips at me for so many reasons. Not only am I deeming them as having less which makes me feel like a jerk, but I've also be twisted enough to think that I myself didn't have enough, when they would trade so much to be in my shoes.
I guess then I am guilty for my actions; for not being more grateful.
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I read an article the other day saying why some women have trouble losing weight. We tend to look at our legs and think, "Bad." We never think, "Thank you for carrying me today." Or, "Wow, you got me to class on time even after I punished you at the gym yesterday." So tonight, I'm going to thank my thighs, and everything else. And tomorrow, I'm going to wake up with a new attitude, one of thanks.
It's been too long.
I guess then I am guilty for my actions; for not being more grateful.
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I read an article the other day saying why some women have trouble losing weight. We tend to look at our legs and think, "Bad." We never think, "Thank you for carrying me today." Or, "Wow, you got me to class on time even after I punished you at the gym yesterday." So tonight, I'm going to thank my thighs, and everything else. And tomorrow, I'm going to wake up with a new attitude, one of thanks.
It's been too long.