One Woman's Journey through the Weight Jungle. Follow me as I evict the tenant that doesn't pay rent and free myself from the evil possessing my frame.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
When the Commentary Isn't So Precious...
Weight loss is difficult enough without the commentary of others. I have this annoying colleague (who I have never had the displeasure of working directly with), who feels much too comfortable saying inappropriate things to me concerning my weight.
She says certain things and then hides behind the veil of "cultural difference." I almost cussed her out. I know I probably should not be affected by people who mean less than zero, but damn it if I don't have feelings. I think what made things worse is that my co-workers found it amusing. I personally found it degrading. She pretended as though she was complementing me by saying I look like "Precious." Yeah, right. Big I maybe, but I look nothing like Gabourney. (For the record, I think she's beautiful, but we look nothing alike.)
I have tried every kind of things to lose weight. The yo-yo dieting, surgeries etc. I decided to do a weight exorcism. Since my body is a temple; I can only surmise that that the weight is evil. This is the story about the expulsion of the weight.