If God is love, why do we use Him to justify hate?
Why do we hate fat people?
Are we jealous that they just don’t give a cluck and eat whatever they want?
Are we jealous of their freedom because we are enslaved by starved, shallow pictures of how society says we should look?
Why don’t we want to see fat people naked? Why is that nasty to us? Is it self-hatred?
Do I not want to see your fat rolls because I can’t seem to look and see the beauty in my own nakedness?
Or do I really believe you are the scum of the earth and I wish you would exercise some type of self-control?
Do I wish you cared more about your health?
Is my hatred fueled by genuine concern?
Am I afraid I might be you someday, therefore if you’d show some sort of self-love it would communicate to me I too could love myself?
Are we mirrors of one another?