Is fat really the worst thing a human being can be? Is fat worse than vindictive, jealous, shallow, vain, boring, evil, or cruel? Not to me. J.K. Rowling
Rowling asks the best question. I've actually been thinking about this lately. We look at someone and immediately assign value to them based on their appearance. And the sad reality is that we look at overweight people, specifically, and we pass judgment on them. We, out loud or quietly, degrade them by assuming they are lazy, undisciplined, lacking self-control, etc. If watching Biggest Loser has taught me anything it has taught me that overweight people are overweight for a reason and it isn't laziness, lack of discipline (at the core of the issue), etc. And it has proved that overweight people are kind and generous and most importantly have value and worth. I'd rather be friends with someone overweight but amazing than friends with someone who fits the mold of our culture but is jealous and shallow and has a poor character. Both, ironically enough, usually have deep wounds they are trying to cover up by their behaviors but one is more pleasant to be around than the other. Weight, body shape, and outward appearance should have nothing to do with how we value another person. Let us look deeper than the skin and surface and tap into hearts instead. After all, isn't that how *you* want others to treat you?
Rowling asks the best question. I've actually been thinking about this lately. We look at someone and immediately assign value to them based on their appearance. And the sad reality is that we look at overweight people, specifically, and we pass judgment on them. We, out loud or quietly, degrade them by assuming they are lazy, undisciplined, lacking self-control, etc. If watching Biggest Loser has taught me anything it has taught me that overweight people are overweight for a reason and it isn't laziness, lack of discipline (at the core of the issue), etc. And it has proved that overweight people are kind and generous and most importantly have value and worth. I'd rather be friends with someone overweight but amazing than friends with someone who fits the mold of our culture but is jealous and shallow and has a poor character. Both, ironically enough, usually have deep wounds they are trying to cover up by their behaviors but one is more pleasant to be around than the other. Weight, body shape, and outward appearance should have nothing to do with how we value another person. Let us look deeper than the skin and surface and tap into hearts instead. After all, isn't that how *you* want others to treat you?
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