I’m so tired.
Seems that thought comes to my mind all the time. And yet, sometimes when I stop and think about it, I realize it’s not true. I’m not tired. Maybe I’m bored, or depressed, or not feeling well. But I’m not tired. But if I tell myself that often enough, I start to believe I am always tired.
I also hate housework. And yes, this is true. But I like having a clean(er) house. But I am sure that my constantly telling myself how much I hate housework gets in the way of doing housework.
How does this all apply to size acceptance? How many times do you tell yourself, “I’m so fat,” and you don’t mean it in a good way? How different would you feel if instead of every time you thought, “I’m so fat” you thought, “I’m so beautiful”, “I’m so special”, I’m so fat (in a totally wonderful way)”?
If we keep telling ourselves negative things, those things become self-fulfilling prophecies.
Now I am the first to tell you I LOVE to bitch and moan. But I need to be careful not to let my bitching and moaning become self-fulfilling prophecy. I need to stop every now and then and think about what I’m telling myself; and maybe try to change that tape in your head to something that is not hurting myself.