A Letter To Myself
Dear Sherrie,
I am tired of being lied to. You think the black clothes and the big shirts hide me, but guess what honey, I'M STILL HERE! I'm fat, you know it, and yet you still deny it. I have one word of advice for you. STOP!
Stop beating yourself up for something as trivial as size.
Stop looking in the mirror thinking that somehow the pounds will magically melt before your eyes the longer you stare at yourself.
Stop berating yourself for not fitting into a size six, size eight, size ten. Stop blaming your family for telling you to lose weight and still handing you that slice of pie.
Stop looking at yourself as if you are a monster and start looking at yourself as a woman.
Stop making your husband feel upset over your own hang ups about your weight.
Stop telling yourself that you would be better if you were skinny.
Stop thinking about what is wrong with you and start thinking about all those things that are right.
Stop crying and moping about your image. JUST STOP!
I think that you are just as tired of trying to fit into some convoluted image of self worth as I am. Focus on what you could accomplish if you took the time to just get over being fat and start being a woman.
You are intelligent. You are funny. You are creative. You are loving. You are generous. You are wonderful. You are beautiful. You are a woman. I am only the body in which You are housed. Stop thinking that I am a problem and start thinking that I am just a small part of you. Just remember, I am not your enemy; I am your friend.
Always yours,
Your body
written February 14, 2000 by Sherrie Bocchino (sherbear@charter.net)
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