Am I Fat? This question nags me every morning and night. Every time I look in the mirror. insecurity creeps into me and threatens to swallow my inner peace. As a small town girl, I felt like a fish out of water every time I went to a social gathering. I never knew the right thing to do . I put up a brave facade while my heart trembled. I never really knew how much fat is too fat. I am definitely not thin. But am I fat, I never really knew. Does physique mercilessly hold the antonym of thin? Or does it give a leverage as almost fat? Unfortunately, Our body weight and physique is not directly proportional to the quantity of food. Our food habits might contribute to the additional weight. But metabolism also plays a major contributing factor. The weight gained over the period is tough to lose and requires intense and dedicated workout. Weight becomes an obsession over a period.
Anyway I never knew the real reason behind this obsession. When a baby is born, she is considered cute. Somewhere along the line fat stops being cute and becomes a nightmare. We try various methods to lose the additional fat. Most of the techniques we try are harmful in the long run. Most of us do not have the patience nor time to do it the right way. The stress and life pushes us to a binge eating or starving. Either way it is wrong. The pressure surrounding us is so huge that we slowly lose our confidence. Most of us are used to hearing that we would be become beautiful if we lost a little weight. Does that mean we are ugly? Or does it mean that I expected to succumb to expectations. Why would not the world accept me with all my (extra) fat? Why should I carry it along with the criticism of people? Should I shrug it and walk away? Or should i be concerned? I never really know.
Anyway I never knew the real reason behind this obsession. When a baby is born, she is considered cute. Somewhere along the line fat stops being cute and becomes a nightmare. We try various methods to lose the additional fat. Most of the techniques we try are harmful in the long run. Most of us do not have the patience nor time to do it the right way. The stress and life pushes us to a binge eating or starving. Either way it is wrong. The pressure surrounding us is so huge that we slowly lose our confidence. Most of us are used to hearing that we would be become beautiful if we lost a little weight. Does that mean we are ugly? Or does it mean that I expected to succumb to expectations. Why would not the world accept me with all my (extra) fat? Why should I carry it along with the criticism of people? Should I shrug it and walk away? Or should i be concerned? I never really know.
