Judgement

Have you ever thought people are weird based on what they are wearing? Or the things they like to do? What do you think when you walk past an overweight person? What kind of thoughts go through your head when you see a lesbian couple with a young child? What’s your first thought when you hear someone is a felon? Or had a Methamphetamine addiction? Do you think you are better then someone because you have alot of money and they don’t? I’m pretty sure most of us can answer yes or comment on at least one of these topics.

I always knew I was overweight and I definitely did not like people telling me so. There’s nothing worse than being fat as a child and all of the other children making fun of you. Kids are the cruelest in the world, from my point of view. I can remember the first time a boy I liked made fun of me because I was overweight. When I think back it still brings tears to my eyes. That day I knew that the world was full of people that judged other people. I lost all confidence in myself most of my life, until I was in high school. One day I just learned to act like I didn’t really care what other people thought about my weight. Though I told people I didn’t care what other people thought or said, deep down I still would hurt when people would stare or make comments. I had to learn how to cope with my weight and still be happy. Now as an adult, I’m still overweight and having two kids has definitely made it harder to lose my weight. Until last year, I didn’t really pay attention to my weight. As I watch my little girl grow up I don’t want her to be overweight and go through what I went through with the kids in school or at the park. I work out every day now and I have changed a lot of my eating habits. I go to the gym and find myself looking at the other girls and wish I could be their sizes. I don’t judge them or hate them because they are skinny; I envy them, that they don’t have weight issues. Do I think they are better than me because they are...