Many people like to call obesity a disease. I’m not one of them. I feel obesity is not the problem, but a symptom of a greater issue. All the overweight people I ever met weren’t fat because they were hungry all the time. No they were fat because they ate as a means to deal with their emotions and fill a gap of failure in another part of their life.
I am one of them. I was never good at sports. Actually I was horrible at them. I was always picked last and always last to finish the race. As much as I tried I could never get it together. For a boy this is social suicide. I couldn’t relate to my peer group and soon preferred isolation to the laughs of others. So I couldn’t do sports, but I could eat and that brings me to my current predicament.
To me a lifestyle change is getting to the true root of the problem and not treating just the symptoms. Overweight people are a depressed people group. For some of us, we should be in counseling and some of us should be on antidepressants. All of us should get back to what makes us feel good in life. For me this means writing, taking walks, listening to music and photography. We must find the good things and let them replace the food in our lives.
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