MillareMemoirs
By Millicent Arebun
That feeling of uselessness
That feeling of uselessness is
that which you feel when you see your loved ones hurting and you are powerless
to stop, change or take that grief upon yourself.
That feeling of uselessness is
what you feel, when you watch with a sense of incredibility the forces of
nature overwhelm man’s will, technologies and structures.
That feeling of uselessness is
that which you feel when you’ve given your best but find out it isn’t enough.
That feeling of uselessness is
what every human feel watching death sting loved ones or innocents.
That feeling of uselessness is
what the righteous man feel every time evil triumph over good or the wicked prospers.
That feeling of uselessness is
what the romantic feels when his/her rose tinted glasses is wrenched away and
shattered by the harsh realities of unrequited, unwanted, underserved or
rejected love.
That feeling of uselessness is
the bane of man’s abilities and mortality, causing one to question the very
essence of life and living.
That feeling of uselessness is
the cause of every broken dream, mind or spirit in the world man inhibits
Isn’t it amazing that from this
feeling of uselessness, mental, spiritual, financial and physical giants are
born and formed?
Isn’t it funny that from this feeling
of uselessness, the seeds of immortality and limitless abilities is gleaned and
then realized?
It is a known fact that from
that feeling of uselessness, comes the strength to push/pull through the
darkest nights of a man’s life to the glorious dawn.
When you’ve
hit rock bottom remember that the only way to go is UP!
THIN-CRAZE
Oh am so fat! Where is my green tea, slimming tea, Lipton tea, ginger tea, tummy reducing tea, fat burring tea and all the numerous teas, that promise us, the false hope that, we can miraculously shed all the unwanted fat in our body, in an instant.
I recently went shopping with a friend last Saturday, when I
casually commented on my current obsession which was, how to destroy any
perceived ounce of fat that would dare cling, to any part of my body.
While obsessing, the beautiful lady attendant shot me an incredulous look, tinged with scorn. On seeing the look, I had to ask her “why did you give me that look” and she replied “I see no fat on you, you are perfect the way you are.
While obsessing, the beautiful lady attendant shot me an incredulous look, tinged with scorn. On seeing the look, I had to ask her “why did you give me that look” and she replied “I see no fat on you, you are perfect the way you are.
It stuck me then, the
insidious deadliness of the THIN-CRAZE. The
fantasy, been sold to us by society, on the covers of fashion magazines,
runways, brand adverts, catwalks,
modelling agencies, and most media platforms, is causing millions of girls, the
worldwide, turn anorexic, in a bid to become, what they perceive as beautiful.
With vanity sizing the latest trend, in most fashion retail
outlets worldwide, the curvy and slim woman, is subconsciously given the notion,
that zero is
the ultimate beauty size. Imagine the state
of mind, of a healthy teenager who goes to shop at a store, unaware that
they carry vanity sized clothing, when confronted with the fact that
her normal size no longer fits, what do you think she will do next?
The sad truth is that, the “get- thin obsession have become
so ingrained these future mothers , that we may have an anorexic plague on our
hands, if this issue isn’t addressed. You don’t have to be reed-thin to be
beautiful, neither should anyone court obesity, for that is unhealthy. If you
are plump, slim, curvy or reed thin by nature, then embrace the beauty that God
gave you and ensure you cloth that treasure, with the best fashion possible.
Never determine your self worth, beauty or confidence by the size/shape or curve of your body. You are beautiful as you are and for Godsake eat something and stop obsessing.
Never determine your self worth, beauty or confidence by the size/shape or curve of your body. You are beautiful as you are and for Godsake eat something and stop obsessing.
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