What we say and how we say it truly matters. We need to think about how we describe ourselves and others, our kids are listening from a very young age.
Dear Mom,
I was 7 when I discovered that you were fat, ugly, and horrible. Up
until that point I had believed that you were beautiful—in every sense
of the word. I remember flicking through old photo albums and staring at
pictures of you standing on the deck of a boat. Your white strapless
bathing suit looked so glamorous, just like a movie star. Whenever I had
the chance I’d pull out that wondrous white bathing suit hidden in your
bottom drawer and imagine a time when I’d be big enough to wear it;
when I’d be like you.
But all of that changed when, one night, we were dressed up for a
party and you said to me, ‘‘Look at you, so thin, beautiful, and lovely.
And look at me, fat, ugly, and horrible.’’
At first I didn’t understand what you meant.
‘‘You’re not fat,’’ I said earnestly and innocently, and you replied,
‘‘Yes I am, darling. I’ve always been fat; even as a child.’’
In the days that followed I had some painful revelations that have shaped my whole life. I learned that:
1. You must be fat because mothers don’t lie.
2. Fat is ugly and horrible.
3. When I grow up I’ll look like you and therefore I will be fat, ugly, and horrible too.
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