Yesterday afternoon I finally saw "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part Two" and in between my tears and sobs (please tell me I'm not the ONLY person in the universe who cried when Harry was seeing Snape's memories!) I tried to listen carefully to the dialect, because I love British accents.
As the battle with Lord Voldemort is starting to get underway, Professor McGonagall says to Professor Flitwick, "...and his name is Voldemort! You might as well call him that, because he is going to kill you either way."
The epiphany hit me hard:
I remember, when I was younger, I happily and proudly stated that I had no idea what my weight was...but then, it started to creep up. And up. And up. Until I reached 231.4 pounds. I'm sure I'm not the only person who finally makes the decision to be healthier or whatever and jumps on the scale and is shocked at what they see...
231.4 pounds.
I remember crying and shamefully thinking to myself, "How did this happen?! How did I let myself get over 200 pounds?! 225?! How did I get here?"
Well, I knew how it had happened - I ate too much and exercised too little. I also knew how I allowed it - I ignored that my pants were tighter and avoided mirrors and refused to weigh myself.
I had refused to name my enemy and it was killing me anyways. It was winning because I thought if I refused to name it, it would go away! I was so scared of it, I wouldn't say it! And it was killing me anyways!
This is why I have to weigh myself daily. I have to know my enemy. I have to see it in it's face and name it...because when I don't, it will win. I have to wake up and say to myself, "Today, my weight is 145.2" so I know the current status of my enemy. And knowing gives me strength - it gives me the ability to adjust my actions. Calling it what it is gives me strength and power.
Dumbledore had said this, as had Hermione, Harry, and eventually everyone in The Order. They were still scared of Voldemort, but just saying his name gave them the power to be strong. To keep fighting. Knowing the enemy and talking about it built their strength.
So...
I think everyone probably has something in their lives they avoid naming. Maybe you're like me and it's your weight, maybe it's blood sugar, maybe it's your blood pressure. Or, maybe it's something not even related to your physical health. Whatever it is, name it, because only after you name your enemy can you start to fight it.
As the battle with Lord Voldemort is starting to get underway, Professor McGonagall says to Professor Flitwick, "...and his name is Voldemort! You might as well call him that, because he is going to kill you either way."
The epiphany hit me hard:
When you avoid talking about something; you give it strength. When you call it what it is; you gain strength.Which is exactly why knowing my weight is important to me. When I don't talk/think about it, it wins. When I'm conscious and say exactly what it is, I'm winning. I'm naming my enemy.
I remember, when I was younger, I happily and proudly stated that I had no idea what my weight was...but then, it started to creep up. And up. And up. Until I reached 231.4 pounds. I'm sure I'm not the only person who finally makes the decision to be healthier or whatever and jumps on the scale and is shocked at what they see...
231.4 pounds.
I remember crying and shamefully thinking to myself, "How did this happen?! How did I let myself get over 200 pounds?! 225?! How did I get here?"
Well, I knew how it had happened - I ate too much and exercised too little. I also knew how I allowed it - I ignored that my pants were tighter and avoided mirrors and refused to weigh myself.
I had refused to name my enemy and it was killing me anyways. It was winning because I thought if I refused to name it, it would go away! I was so scared of it, I wouldn't say it! And it was killing me anyways!
This is why I have to weigh myself daily. I have to know my enemy. I have to see it in it's face and name it...because when I don't, it will win. I have to wake up and say to myself, "Today, my weight is 145.2" so I know the current status of my enemy. And knowing gives me strength - it gives me the ability to adjust my actions. Calling it what it is gives me strength and power.
Dumbledore had said this, as had Hermione, Harry, and eventually everyone in The Order. They were still scared of Voldemort, but just saying his name gave them the power to be strong. To keep fighting. Knowing the enemy and talking about it built their strength.
So...
I think everyone probably has something in their lives they avoid naming. Maybe you're like me and it's your weight, maybe it's blood sugar, maybe it's your blood pressure. Or, maybe it's something not even related to your physical health. Whatever it is, name it, because only after you name your enemy can you start to fight it.
I like this. And it's so true. I need to think about how this can apply in areas other than weight-loss.
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