How could I choose just one word or phrase? How could I choose just one to describe the devastating effects that this state of being has on me and on my life?
It’s impossible to define obesity in a word, phrase, list, blog post…It’s complicated. But also, it’s not really. It’s devastating. But it’s not until it is. It’s sneaky. But it’s also deafeningly loud.
I think the most difficult thing to face about being obese is that when it finally sinks in, when you’ve decided to face it, when you acknowledge it, you also have to admit that you made decisions, thousands of them, that led you to where you are. You look in the mirror, and you are who you’re fighting for, but also who you’re fighting against. You’re both the one who needs saving and the one putting you in peril.
Victim. Perpetrator. What does one do with that reality?