I don’t look fat to me. But, at the time that picture was taken, I thought I was huge. I thought no one wanted to know me or talk to me.
How did I get that way?
Could it possibly have been from a brother that told me I was a fatty, fatty, two by four? It was one of his repetitive tortures, that gave him a sense of power. Or, was it from a brother-in-law, that called me lard ass, like that was my name?
I woke up to chatty conversation, deemed the news, about the new Scooby Doo Movie. Daphne is cursed with weight gain.
Was I cursed by people’s words?
A curse (also called a jinx, hex or execration) is any expressed wish that some form of adversity or misfortune will befall or attach to some other entity—one or more persons, a place, or an object. In particular, “curse” may refer to a wish that harm or hurt will be inflicted by any supernatural powers, such as a spell, a prayer, an imprecation, an execration, magic, witchcraft, God, a natural force, or a spirit. In many belief systems, the curse itself (or accompanying ritual) is considered to have some causative force in the result. To reverse or eliminate a curse is called removal or breaking, and is often believed to require equally elaborate rituals or prayers.
I believe these vicious words, repeated to me daily became a causative force.
Psalm 139:14 ~ I will give thanks to You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
And for those who want to inflict pain on others, with your words and actions, You will reap what you sow.
* I don’t know the answer to the Scooby Doo conflict. I only know my own experience.