In the morning today I was in a meeting with 10 year-old kids to discuss their current behavior at the place I work at. They were disrespectful to an extreme degree. The conversation was very intriguing while listening. I personally had my moment to discuss their behavior to them, which case I was honest to an extreme degree. My personal run-ins with these kids was never positive, and always confrontational, so I took it upon myself to say my opinions, frustrations, and overall feelings. I wanted them to know how awful they are, and I think they got the hint.
Following my talk of behavior, I went to an office to where an adult was in my vicinity. Now I won't mention names because I refuse to get in trouble over this blog, but I will surely continue with some details. We discussed feelings of kids and their reasons for creating an action based on their past history and knowledge (I was talking about the meeting). This talk led to a discussion on weight loss. Let me explain...I go to the gym maybe 4-5 times a week, I ran a marathon, and I have been fit for over a year. The adult in question goes to the gym maybe 2-3 times a week, two weeks out of the month; walked the marathon; has eating issues, and has been working out for about at most 6 weeks. Well, this person made a comment about family issues and her inability to control food intake. She continued to discuss all of her problems with losing weight. I felt the need to boost her self-esteem by lowering mine. I told her my "woes" with weight loss, even sharing my weight and my goal weight. But the truth is I felt sorry for her. People have such unrealistic opinions about themselves and their actions, which this was the case. They see losing weight as a quick process; they don't exercise frequently enough; they have horrible eating habits and would like the easiest solution. And they expect immediate results. You will never get immediate results. And being fit is a fucking lifestyle that you choose. By the way, I am more than content with my weight and figure...but I work hard for it, and fat girls try to make me feel ashamed of it.
Listening to Tom Leykis in the afternoon, he was talking about "fatkini," pictures of fat chicks with two piece bathing suits. It was absolutely disgusting looking at this website. And they discussed how their self-esteem is high, even though their appearance is nothing to gloat about. My personal opinion is that fat people are gross. Obese people are really gross. The opinion of the show was that you are responsible for boosting your self-esteem, and no one else. Furthermore, you deserve exactly what you are; if you have low self-esteem, it's your own fault. If you're fat, it's your own fucking fault. If you act like a fucking loser now, it's your fault, and you will continue to be a loser until you decide to change. And lastly, there is nothing glorious about boasting how fat you are. If you are fat and obese, you are sick, you have many toxins in your body, and you are destroying yourself and the generations to come.
Now I added a little of my own take on the situation, but I would have to say one more thing. While these three events happen to me today, I was driving home and thinking about self-esteem. I felt stupid for thinking that I could ever change people. No one will change unless they change themselves. And self-esteem won't change unless the person chooses to change. The excuses and bullshit I hear are just ridiculous. To all the fatties, losers, and overall low self-esteem individuals: make the choice that makes the most sense and will give you the best benefit. It may be hard at first, but fucking change already. As of right now what are you? Will you be the same thing tomorrow, next week, next year? Change now. For everyone that has a fucking complaint or excuse: change. Make the decision. I can't stress how simple it is, but I hear all this complaining, and I say fucking change it then.
I don't think you get what I am saying, but I hope that you at the very least read the word change over and over again until you consider it. In the mean time, continue to eat Mc Donalds, shit on people's day, and complain a little bit more, maybe God will listen finally and grant you a miracle.
CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE
CHANGE.
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