As the warm weather arrives and the winter coats come, off the pregnant bellies seem to be everywhere. And while seeing them should not bother me, I am sad to say it does. I am working very hard on my issues but at this point I still get very upset surrounded by pregnant women because I am not able to come to terms with my condition.
The other day I was having a great rollerblade on my lunch break. It’s like rolling meditation. So peaceful in my own little world. Then, as I was crossing the street to get back to work a woman practically shoved her bump in my face. My smile fell and my peace was shattered.
Suddenly, I had a thought. “Just pretend she is fat”. I did. And I laughed…and laughed…and laughed. “Wow” I thought to myself. “That chick is huge! She needs to cut back on the burritos, or maybe get some exercise”. My skinny 118lb self laughed and laughed. Then I laughed at myself for laughing.
So from now on there is no such thing as pregnant women only fat people. If that’s what it takes to get through my day, then that’s what it takes.
P.S. I do not mean to offend anyone who is overweight with the term “fat” but that is how I need to see it.
Have you ever tried your own visualization techniques? Did they work?