I caught myself the other day and stopped talking about my weight loss. I realized that most of the people who could hear me were more overweigh than myself. I have for years talked about my weight gain and how it seemed I was destined to keep gaining weight. It was selfish of me to talk the way I was and I don’t talk about my weight at work anymore. Who would initiate a conversation in the work place about their weight gain, without shame? Only one of the lightest persons in the room. I should have felt shame for thinking anyone would care about the weight gain of someone with a BMI barely over 25. I am now woke to how I was damning them with faint condemnation of myself. I compounded the crime (and only realized my insensitivity) when I started taking credit for stopping my weight gain, only recently. I really wanted to crow about how I had lost some weight and how it reduced my cholesterol and triglycerides but I will keep it in.

“We’re trained by a deeply anti-fat culture to fear and revile fat bodies” no kidding. I am certainly included, my esthetic preferences go to not just thin but small, short, firm. My prejudice is not gone but I am more empathetic and sensitive. I no longer blame fat people for being fat, I don’t blame society either but some industries and business are to blame. Somethings just are what they are.

TEK