A poem that touched me

How do you explain, to the light foot all along
the joy of losing pain, and discomfort when alone.
To touch your toes with breath intact,
to wash your feet, and the farthest back of your back.
To flip over in bed when you're resting your head
and it doesn't feel like you're carrying the weight of the dead
its something you can't ever say
to a person who has never felt
his belly in the way.
How do you tell, the naturally fit
the pride that's there and comes with it
when time is late and less tired you feel
because you're finally not bogged down by yet another meal.
How do you speak to a person of this,
well you can't you can only show greater hubris
as you strut your stuff, as you always had pictured,
but now instead you have experiences with much broader mixtures.
I'm happy to share with my fellow losing winners,
As we each step away from our processed TV Dinners
and let others worry about what or who are the sinners
as we lose our way to freedom, becoming one of the Thinners.

;) ~ Neil

A member of myfitnesspal, a fitness and weight loss website that I use on a daily basis posted this recently and it hit me. Because it's really hard to explain weight issues to people that have never experienced them. And it's even harder to explain what it's like to live life in a body that has turned against you. 

Explaining these and other issues to people that have never experienced them is almost futile. It's like trying to explain the sensation of a panic attack to someone who has never had one. You just can't. But this comes close to summing it up.