On Giving Up

You know how people always say that accepting your body as it is equals giving up, slacking off, letting yourself go etc.? Well, let me tell you a story.

When I was eight or nine years old, I wanted to learn how to play the guitar and started to take lessons. However, those lessons were boring and I suspected that I would not be taught anything interesting until several months later, so I stopped going and occasionally practised by myself until I forgot about it. After a long time I eventually took up playing again, searched the internet for chords and tried to teach myself for a while. Then I suddenly wanted an electric guitar. To make a long story short, I somehow managed to acquire one and took lessons again, but in the end I decided that apparently the guitar was just not the right instrument for me.

Drumming seemed to be my thing instead. I tried it, loved it, got a drumset for Christmas, continued to use it on a regular basis, and I know I would still be doing it now if my living conditions weren’t preventing me from it.

Would you say I’m lazy because I gave up trying to turn myself into a guitarist? No? Then why do you think fat people are lazy if they give up trying to turn themselves into thin people?

It’s exactly the same concept. You may think that accepting one’s body is easier than learning how to drum because you don’t have to actively do anything, but any FA blogger would tell you that it is in fact much harder. For most people, accepting their bodies is by no means a piece of cake. Deciding to work on that instead of trying another diet can require lots of will power and courage. FA is not an excuse for laziness.