The Self-Hate Thing
I have been meaning to write about self-hate for a while, but I just have not felt really qualified to speak on the topic. I have had people tell me that I don’t like myself or that I have low self-esteem. I think maybe they are making an assumption based on the way I look. I am a complainer maybe that is what they see. I also make jokes about the indignities of being fat. I find it funny. Maybe my sense of humour is warped. The thing is that I really like myself. I would rather be slim and in the best shape possible, but I don’t really see this body I live in as being a big part of the definition of who I am. I just consider it the house I live in. On the outside it needs a lot of work because it has been neglected but that is just cosmetic. The foundation is rock solid. The interior is clever and artistic and colourful and well really pretty amazing!