Laughs and Lobotomies

I know many people who would hate themselves if they were 200 lbs.

21 year old me would have been horrified to get that big.

35 year old me dreams of it.

I don’t need to be skinny.

But 200lbs means no mobility issues, pain, or interference in my daily life.

Maybe I can’t run another half marathon but I could run a 5k.

It would mean the world to me to be 200lbs.

Sometimes we forget our relative privilege.

I have legs that work – I’m tired and they hurt but I can still walk.

I’m not homeless, or living in a war-zone.

And we should recognize that some have it worse and some better.

But pain is pain.

And it costs nothing to say I’m sorry you’re hurting. I hope things get better for you.