Hate and Fat - 10/09/13
Hate and fat--- two words that do nothing but hurt. Ever since our kids were old enough to talk, I've outlawed hate and fat in our house. We may really 'dislike' the fact that we have to study for a test. We may really, really 'dislike' cleaning our room and really, really, really 'dislike' emptying the dishwasher, but we effort daily not to 'hate' anything. I'm not saying my kids have never said it. I'm just saying I'm trying to raise them to exlude this from their vernacular.
Try it now. Say the word hate... or say you hate something or someone. If you mediate on that for even a few seconds, your body instinctively has a visceral reaction. That's because when you allow yourself to hate, you store that little bit of hate in your heart. It slowly, over time, chips away at your joy, your effectiveness, your attitude, your light.
Then there's fat. I really 'dislike' this word. Everybody has struggled with their weight, healthy eating or fitness level at some time or another. Some people struggle with it more than others. Yes, we have a childhood obesity crisis and I personally, have several friends and family, with hypothyroidism. I have overweight friends who were sexually abused as children and deal with the bottled up emotions by eating. There are a million different reasons ranging from socioeconomic to abuse to genetics to bad habits that can lead to being overweight. I'm not saying everyone has an excuse. I'm saying calling someone fat does nothing to help. So why do it?
I felt early on as a mom that if I allowed my children to pass judgment on others simply because their bodies were larger... then I was giving them a license to one day bully. So, I nixed that one too. Just one family's tiny little contribution to the world.