We're All Human Here

I'm feeling really good in my skin lately.

This is notable for a few reasons.

One of those is that I have had a habit of projecting my problems onto my body for somewhere around 13 years now. Feeling stressed, insecure, dissatisfied, inadequate, unsure? Call in a fat day! I've become convinced that "fat days" are nothing more than an easier way to deal with a deeper issue than "fat." Because, really, girls, you usually know if you've eaten too much broccoli or pizza, or if you-know-what is on the horizon. You know it'll pass and your belly will deflate.

But what if it doesn't? What if you're not thin or fit enough?

Thin enough for WHAT?

Usually the answer seems to be "thin enough to feel validated (because I don't feel validated in situation a, b, and c)." And that is what leaves me to believe that fat days are about something a little bit deeper.

Just a little. I've come to believe that life is too rich and beautiful to waste time blaming (berating?)my body. Sometimes I forget that; it can be a hard habit to break after over a decade of placing responsibilities on my body that it never should have been carrying.

I know I'm not the only one with habits like that to break.

It is way too easy to project negative feelings on things or even people that have no business weighing down on said things or people. Even unconsciously. Maybe especially then.

I know that the same person has said that the kids in my youth group are too serious because of Tim's personality AND that the kids are not serious enough, also because of Tim. On two separate occasions, of course.

This really irritated me. Really irritated me. The truth is that it is not all that hard to rile me up when it comes to those I love, and I had a hard time coming down off my high horse.

Until I realized that I place my own irritations in the wrong place quite often . (Refer to the above post if you're not quite sure where that is.)

Oh. We're all human here? Time to dismount.