For me, it was losing almost 100 pounds, starting to feel good about myself, finally feel confident enough to go outside without hiding myself under baggy clothes…
Then get called a fat ass by some prick driving by in a truck.
Being turned down from someone you like just for being fat. I don’t think the person should be scrutinized for doing so, because everybody is entitled to like or not like whatever they want. But it hurts.
Psychological for me. I am currently a fat person who used to be a college athlete and went to a special operations selection course which I failed. I used to be among the fittest people in the country and my body could do so many incredible things which I took for granted at the time. I went from about 200 lbs lean and able to run 4 miles in under 28 minutes, 20+ pull-ups etc. to now about 5 years later a hair under 300 lbs and unable to run over a mile without severe pain and can’t do a single pull-up. Knowing what I once could do and now living with my current reality is difficult to deal with
Not being hired for a fine-dining server job (I have years and years of experience) because they want a young thin Ken doll. Then not getting hired at a regular restaurant because they also want a young thin Ken doll.
The health issues that go with it. I was so full of inflammation, my back was completely screwed up and I couldn’t even walk anymore.
Down 70 pounds and feeling better than ever. Ran a km without stopping for the first time in my life the other day and whenever I see these “fat pride” posts I get mildly irritated for no reason other than all I see is a movement meant to make people sick and be happy about it.
I haven’t necessarily been fat, but I’ve always been on the thicker side. I’ve lost weight after getting away from unhealthy people and I get comments all the time. “Oh you lost weight!” “Did you lose weight?” Still not thin so some people still try and call me fat.
It just solidifies how much people only really take you seriously if you’re thin and even if you lose weight, if you don’t look a certain way, you’re still considered fat.
People feeling like it’s perfectly acceptable to make rude comments about my weight. Right to my face. Like I’m a non-person and I’ve probably heard it all before, so it shouldn’t bother me.
Probably the ubiquitous fitness culture at jobs. Some places you have to be a morning run/amateur triathlete type just to fit in, and a fatty fatston with cerebral palsy obviously isn’t that.
For me it was the part where I realized I was fat, ‘cause my parents didn’t really care how much I would be eating, so I just kept eating all the fucking time, until I was almost 220lbs at 14 before I actually started doing anything to lose that weight.
As a fat person with several years of experience I have a few issues:
Being treated differently over it. Like I keep getting the vibe that people get annoyed over having to interact with me and it makes me feel like I’m a bother.
During the times I’ve dated inline I’ve had people tell me I’m great and they can’t wait to meet me etc. and when I tell them I’m fat (and provide proof) they swear up and down it isn’t a problem until they actually see me in person and then it’s like everything changes.
This one is a little minor but fitting in seats and other small areas. Like I went to a fair a while back and could only ride 2 rides the whole day I was there. I’ve been wanting to go back to Universal Orlando but I’m afraid I won’t be able to ride anything. I went years ago when I had lost a lot of weight and had no problems but I’ve gained it all back since then.
Not losing the weight even when trying hard. At my last ft job I was walking 14+ miles daily throughout the summer and still didn’t drop any weight. Made the switch from sugary and processed foods to preparing everything myself increasing protein and limiting sugar intake and not seeing a difference physically. Only thing that happened is I was less hungry and had more energy throughout the day, took that as a good sign but never lost the weight.
If I ordered a salad from a place I would get funny looks like people were thinking “does she think that salad is gonna do anything?” But if I ordered a cheeseburger they would look at me with another funny face probably thinking “wow eat a salad”. I would think that maybe it was my anxiety and that people didn’t care.
After I lost 155lbs I realized it was true. The looks, the thoughts, the judgement. Now if I ordered a salad I don’t get crazy looks, same if I order a cheeseburger. It kinda makes me sad for my former self who just wanted to eat something..
Other than humanity, everything just felt so uncomfortable. Clothes (even if they were my size). Sitting, moving, maneuvering. Ever since I lost all the weight I haven’t felt this sense of discomfort. Everything just felt tight even just being in my own skin. Also permanent gyno which can only be removed via surgery.
After losing the weight there is a huge difference in the way people treat you. Like behind fat means your incompetent. Also the incidental laziness. Like 12 stairs used to be a huge inconvenience and now I walk flights for work and considered a great employee willing to put in great effort.
Being fat as a child and being fat as an adult might be different experiences for some. Being fat as a kid gave me very low self esteem – mom yelling at me about stretch marks while trying on clothes, little girls following me on bicycles and calling me fat ass, etc. It took me a long time and a lot of work to find a sense of self worth as an adult.
Other kids were mostly fit and thin, so I think fat kids stood out more. Being so fat behind in gym class, going to fun events but you can’t fit into whatever ride or costume but everyone else can, etc. Sucks.
Having to hold your breath to tie your shoes and hoping you don’t get a muscle cramp that will knock you down in the process. This one thing I don’t miss after losing weight
Feeling really unattractive physically and having a low self confidence/esteem (to the point of thinking that I probably won’t ever be able to feel what a romantic relationship feels like)
Trying too hard to make clothes look good. When I was younger and slimmer, any dress looked great. It was just a matter of choosing best color or print
Sleeping. My husband has gained weight and can’t sleep how he used to and his sleep quality had gone down dramatically. Now he has less energy than he used to and wakes up groggy.
The fact that being fat often equates to being unattractive, which in turn seems to give people an excuse to treat you like garbage. I don’t care if someone finds me unattractive, what bothers me is when they feel the need to let me know, sometimes through insults, as if it’s my duty to lose weight so they, invaluable members of society that they are, may deem me fuckable. What an honor. Even worse when they disguise it as concern for my health. It’s never about concern, only about exploitation and entitlement.
Feeling uncomfortable in your own body. I don’t mean in a shame/self esteem sort of way. like literally the feeling of taking up so much space and everything rubbing and squishing against each other.
Everything. I’ve always been a big girl but i was put on a medication that has made me gain 50 pounds. I am miserable. My flexibility is not great, my feet hurt all the time. I used to love to walk but I am winded easily and my back hurts just from walking. Never had these problems at my prior fat girl weight. Being in constant pain is not fun. People also tend to look past you when you are big. I’ve changed my diet and exercise through the pain but my weight is not going down.
Clothes. Especially women’s. Three pairs of pants, all 18s, one fits like a 16, one fits like a 20, and one fits my thighs but not my butt. Women’s shirts are often taken in, in the middle, for that small waist look. This can change a xl shirt to a large if not a medium. Fat people clothes are sometimes not made for fat people either. Just the same shirt with bigger chest and waist measurements. This means a shirt will fit the chest but no where else, or only the waist, or everywhere but the shoulders, or everywhere but it’s to short, or or or etc.
And the options usually suck if there are any to start with. I don’t want either old lady or potato sack!
People pretending to give a shit about your health so they can shame you for being fat. You are a bad person if you tell a total stranger that they need to lose weight because of their health. You don’t care about them at all. You just don’t like the way they look.
As a fat, the sad thing is you think you feel fine. It’s unfair that the body and mind quickly normalise how you feel day to day. It’s not until you lose weight and gain some fitness that you understand what you were missing out on.
If the body let you know this while you were fat, i don’t think there would be as many fat people about.
Clothes – I love clothes, clothes shopping, fashion, and everything that goes with it. I was fat for a long, long time but now am normal size. The happiness I get from shopping where I want for what I want could be a college thesis for a psychology major.
For me it’s like the disrespect in public for just existing. I’m a food delivery person and holy shit the amount of times I’ve been insulted is crazy. For just doing my job.
People presume that since you have issues relating to food that you lack self discipline or control in all areas.
I’ve quit smoking cold turkey. I’ve quit alcohol. I’ve abstained from sex when I was skinny, muscly, and women would throw themselves at me (for a brief period in my 20s after leaving the Marines and before I got fat).
I have self control & discipline. But, the thing is those simply require not partaking at all, which is easy for me. All or nothing. I’m a smoker or I’m not. I’m a drinker or I’m not.
For me, moderation is harder than quitting things completely.
If it was possible to just not eat and survive and lose weight and when I got to be underweight just pick up eating again, I could do that.
But it doesn’t work that way. Starvation is a bitch. And honestly, food insecurity and anxiety over food and hunger is probably a big part of my problematic relationship with food anyway.
I think for me personally, it’s not knowing if the guy is hitting on me or trying to be funny. Recently went bar hopping and one of the bouncers checked my ID, said “You’re good to go in beautiful” and then guided me in. Dude was this tall buff guy but in my head I’m thinking “no way he finds a plus sized chick attractive”. I’m starting my weightloss journey tho.
I’ve lost about 50lbs and it’s not the first time. The standout thing for me is how people treat me. Different levels of attentiveness, particularly from the opposite sex.
I’m not two airplane seats fat, but still fat (30 pounds lighter than a year ago though). If something happens and I go to the doctor it must be because I’m fat.
You busted up your ankle falling out of a pickup 6 months ago and now it swells up randomly and goes stiff? It’s because you’re fat. Chronic headaches? Definitely because you’re fat. Split your thumb open with a chainsaw and now you need stitches? Sure, I can do that, but also you’re fat.
Like damn I have a scale and a mirror you don’t need to tell me every time I see you and other things could be wrong with me besides me being fat lol
Getting moving to lose the weight is an actual struggle. The loss of your range of movement, your speed, your endurance. Every little hitch in your plan is a roadblock rather than an inconvenience.
You walk up a hill and you’re out of breath? You can’t move your legs like you used to? Heart pounding and joints sore from a walk up a few flights of stairs?
So easy to let that little nagging voice saying you should stop running amok.
In 2020 I lost weight. By the end of 2021 I had lost 75-ish pounds. From walking. Started clawing back my endurance. Started working on keeping my heart rate low from light exercise.
But I got held up by a trivial inconvenience and let the voice win. Weight came back. My health is not great, and there’s no one else to blame for where I am but me.
The worst part is the emotional and mental toll it takes on you to fix the physical one.
Being sweaty a lot for no fucking reason was annoying. I also didn’t appreciate the way everyone just kind of assumed that I was down to demolish food at every possible opportunity.
The worst part is other people, the silent judgement, the not silent judgement, especially if you have European or Asian family where it’s fashionable to make fun of your relatives constantly for their weight.
So at my heaviest I was pushing closer to 120kg and had to buy cloths at dedicated fat person stores.
Since than i lost some weight from the 120kg days and hovered around 105-110kg for years but at least i could shop at normal stores.
I’ve since over the last 3-4 years gone from hovering around that 105-110kg mark to hovering around 78kg.
From my heaviest point the worse points were
1- caused breathing difficulties and inflamed the issues i already had with asthma.
2- having to buy at dedicated fat person stores
3- not feeling very happy/confident of yourself because of that.
4- People generally treat you worse when you’re fat and give you less chances.
I still have some fat on me obviously but these days i actually have abs coming in and i even have noticed over the last week I have obvious muscles in my lower ab/pelvic region coming in.
When I was like 300 lbs or pushing it anyways , i always felt so ugh… Like psychological, mental , emotional and to some degree physically speaking. That’s the only word I can use to describe that feeling . Ugh. The only time I was given somewhat of a reprieve was right after getting out of the shower and then for a while after I felt better but then it would come back .
Always looking at my reflection because super self conscious…
People assuming I am unhappy/don’t want to be fat/unhealthy, and therefore giving me ‘advice’ under the guise of ‘worrying about my health’
I believe in heath at every size. I am a beautiful fat woman. I am active. I eat a well rounded diet. According to my GP, my heart health is great. I have a wonderful husband who loves me and finds me attractive. I love my curves. I love my life.
I will never diet again. I won’t purposefully make myself smaller to appease the society around me. The average Jo is not medically trained. Stop assuming I eat awful and sit on my arse all day.
I think it’s the judgement really or maybe the right word is assumptions?
I’m overweight, but I actually eat less and better than my rail thin husband. I go to dance classes twice a week. I consciously get up and walk at work. I’m a haunt actor during spooky season. I regularly stretch and do little strength exercises at home. I like to camp and hike. Sure, I like to nap and cooking is a hobby, but I’m not lazy and I don’t eat trash all the time. I actually like being physical too.
I also hate the judgement or assumption that because I am overweight I can’t be attractive or someone’s cup of tea. Just because I don’t fit your limited view of what is a “good” body doesn’t mean you should treat me less than.
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The fat part (not the person part).
The possibility of encountering more issues with your health.
Dressing rooms.
I’m always hungry craving luxury snacks,
but I’m not just fat, I’m poor & fat.
The real worst part? People thinking they’re the first ones to make a fat joke.
stairs… just stairs 😮💨
Low self esteem
For me, it was losing almost 100 pounds, starting to feel good about myself, finally feel confident enough to go outside without hiding myself under baggy clothes…
Then get called a fat ass by some prick driving by in a truck.
I can’t just walk into any store and not worry about finding my size.
Everyone pretends you don’t exist
Airline seats; never feeling comfortable in your clothing or around people…. Hating yourself for your lack of self control….
Not feeling good in most clothes and in general.
Being out of breath constantly.
Maybe not the worst thing but never having any clothes look good on you sucks
Being turned down from someone you like just for being fat. I don’t think the person should be scrutinized for doing so, because everybody is entitled to like or not like whatever they want. But it hurts.
Psychological for me. I am currently a fat person who used to be a college athlete and went to a special operations selection course which I failed. I used to be among the fittest people in the country and my body could do so many incredible things which I took for granted at the time. I went from about 200 lbs lean and able to run 4 miles in under 28 minutes, 20+ pull-ups etc. to now about 5 years later a hair under 300 lbs and unable to run over a mile without severe pain and can’t do a single pull-up. Knowing what I once could do and now living with my current reality is difficult to deal with
physical pain
other people making it their own fucking business.
we know not to comment on bodies for reg sized ppl, we know it’s rude. but we do it to fat people because??? their existence is more rude, obviously.
Sweating
Currently, the back pain 😅
Me. Don’t flirt with me and look at me like they stepped in poop
Quite few people feel it’s a reflection on your character, and then there is the health concerns.
People making comments to make you feel less than.
Finding night out clothing
Candid photos
It’s physically painful
Sweating for me.
Not being hired for a fine-dining server job (I have years and years of experience) because they want a young thin Ken doll. Then not getting hired at a regular restaurant because they also want a young thin Ken doll.
i used to be fat. its when people call you fat 24/7. Im not fat anymore but still whenever i heaf the word fat i think they call me that
Not being able to find your penis
“I eat because I’m unhappy, I’m unhappy because I eat.”
The health issues that go with it. I was so full of inflammation, my back was completely screwed up and I couldn’t even walk anymore.
Down 70 pounds and feeling better than ever. Ran a km without stopping for the first time in my life the other day and whenever I see these “fat pride” posts I get mildly irritated for no reason other than all I see is a movement meant to make people sick and be happy about it.
Chafing
I haven’t necessarily been fat, but I’ve always been on the thicker side. I’ve lost weight after getting away from unhealthy people and I get comments all the time. “Oh you lost weight!” “Did you lose weight?” Still not thin so some people still try and call me fat.
It just solidifies how much people only really take you seriously if you’re thin and even if you lose weight, if you don’t look a certain way, you’re still considered fat.
My mom commenting on my body.
People feeling like it’s perfectly acceptable to make rude comments about my weight. Right to my face. Like I’m a non-person and I’ve probably heard it all before, so it shouldn’t bother me.
All health consultations for any kind of medical issue start with them assuming the problem is that you’re just fat and need to lose weight.
Probably the ubiquitous fitness culture at jobs. Some places you have to be a morning run/amateur triathlete type just to fit in, and a fatty fatston with cerebral palsy obviously isn’t that.
For me it was the part where I realized I was fat, ‘cause my parents didn’t really care how much I would be eating, so I just kept eating all the fucking time, until I was almost 220lbs at 14 before I actually started doing anything to lose that weight.
Ironically, it feels like my opinions don’t carry as much weight.
being aware of my fat rolls rubbing. euhg. sensory nightmare
As a former fat lady, what it did to my health.
At my heaviest, I was soaked in sweat and out-of-breath just walking the same distance others did with ease.
Unhelpful & unsolicited advice
As a fat person with several years of experience I have a few issues:
Being treated differently over it. Like I keep getting the vibe that people get annoyed over having to interact with me and it makes me feel like I’m a bother.
During the times I’ve dated inline I’ve had people tell me I’m great and they can’t wait to meet me etc. and when I tell them I’m fat (and provide proof) they swear up and down it isn’t a problem until they actually see me in person and then it’s like everything changes.
This one is a little minor but fitting in seats and other small areas. Like I went to a fair a while back and could only ride 2 rides the whole day I was there. I’ve been wanting to go back to Universal Orlando but I’m afraid I won’t be able to ride anything. I went years ago when I had lost a lot of weight and had no problems but I’ve gained it all back since then.
constantly being made fun of or being told to lose weight. YA WE KNOW THAT!!!!
Not losing the weight even when trying hard. At my last ft job I was walking 14+ miles daily throughout the summer and still didn’t drop any weight. Made the switch from sugary and processed foods to preparing everything myself increasing protein and limiting sugar intake and not seeing a difference physically. Only thing that happened is I was less hungry and had more energy throughout the day, took that as a good sign but never lost the weight.
If I ordered a salad from a place I would get funny looks like people were thinking “does she think that salad is gonna do anything?” But if I ordered a cheeseburger they would look at me with another funny face probably thinking “wow eat a salad”. I would think that maybe it was my anxiety and that people didn’t care.
After I lost 155lbs I realized it was true. The looks, the thoughts, the judgement. Now if I ordered a salad I don’t get crazy looks, same if I order a cheeseburger. It kinda makes me sad for my former self who just wanted to eat something..
When I was fat, it was the persistent feeling that I was failing.
Having to massively contort your body just to tie your shoes.
Man boobs.
Nothing ever fitting correctly
Lack of confidence.
Must shop in the Big/Tall section, where there is a limited selection, and it all looks like crap or costs 3 times as much.
I hurt all the time.
Medications. I’m on so many pills.
Being called “Big Guy” by people i’ve never met. I feel like you should ask me to dinner first.
Getting out of breath doing things like emptying the dishwasher.
Regardless of how hard you try, it’s always going to be there in the shadows.
Other than humanity, everything just felt so uncomfortable. Clothes (even if they were my size). Sitting, moving, maneuvering. Ever since I lost all the weight I haven’t felt this sense of discomfort. Everything just felt tight even just being in my own skin. Also permanent gyno which can only be removed via surgery.
Knee pain
The assumptions of others. No I’m not stupid, lazy, or unmotivated. Fuck off.
As a fat woman, it’s the fact the people still sexualize me, just in really mean ways
Finding clothes that fit.
After losing the weight there is a huge difference in the way people treat you. Like behind fat means your incompetent. Also the incidental laziness. Like 12 stairs used to be a huge inconvenience and now I walk flights for work and considered a great employee willing to put in great effort.
The sweat, being exhausted all time, couldnt catch a breath after some stairs, and the thing that every one treat you worse only cuz youre FAT
Ive lost 40kg, been there, experience that, never want it back
The underlying overt and subtle prejudice/bias. In jobs,potential friendships, financial business, like loans, etc.,etc.
People dismiss you outright. Doctors assume you are sick because you are fat. Employers assume you are not a good worker because you are fat.
Clothing shopping is more difficult.
Clothing wears out faster.
Finding a partner is more difficult.
Being seen as lazy even if it is due to a medical condition
The world isnt made for fat people. Im 6’5″ 355 lbs. Everything outside of home is uncomfortable
Being fat as a child and being fat as an adult might be different experiences for some. Being fat as a kid gave me very low self esteem – mom yelling at me about stretch marks while trying on clothes, little girls following me on bicycles and calling me fat ass, etc. It took me a long time and a lot of work to find a sense of self worth as an adult.
Other kids were mostly fit and thin, so I think fat kids stood out more. Being so fat behind in gym class, going to fun events but you can’t fit into whatever ride or costume but everyone else can, etc. Sucks.
Having to hold your breath to tie your shoes and hoping you don’t get a muscle cramp that will knock you down in the process. This one thing I don’t miss after losing weight
People are meaner & don’t pay attention to you when you’re fat (I’m a guy btw)
Noticed the change almost immediately as I lost weight (I’m down almost 50 pounds from 2022)
However, even now I’m still called “fat” or “chubby” and it really pisses me off.
What will it take?!
The total constant exhaustion. Everything most people take for granted takes a ridiculous amount of effort for the obese.
Feeling really unattractive physically and having a low self confidence/esteem (to the point of thinking that I probably won’t ever be able to feel what a romantic relationship feels like)
Some clothes not fitting. However I enjoy where I am, I’m not fat fat but I have a little chonk and I’m happy with myself
Trying too hard to make clothes look good. When I was younger and slimmer, any dress looked great. It was just a matter of choosing best color or print
Society legit doesn’t see fatphobia as a bad thing
Fat people get shamed , mocked, harassed every day . I’m not saying this is the new racism, but at least show respect!
Sleeping. My husband has gained weight and can’t sleep how he used to and his sleep quality had gone down dramatically. Now he has less energy than he used to and wakes up groggy.
Shame o er your own body and everyone telling you you’re fat when you already know this
Other people.
Health issues
The fact that being fat often equates to being unattractive, which in turn seems to give people an excuse to treat you like garbage. I don’t care if someone finds me unattractive, what bothers me is when they feel the need to let me know, sometimes through insults, as if it’s my duty to lose weight so they, invaluable members of society that they are, may deem me fuckable. What an honor. Even worse when they disguise it as concern for my health. It’s never about concern, only about exploitation and entitlement.
My feet have a weight limit, and I have exceeded it.
hating yourself. Doesn’t matter if you lose the weight, you still have a ‘fat’ mind, and that’s a tough one to resolve.
Looking at a chair/stool etc and trying to guess if it can take your weight or not
I’ve been fat then skinny and looped around to fat again. Everyone treats skinny folks better.
Being invisible.
Chubby chasers.
Feeling uncomfortable in your own body. I don’t mean in a shame/self esteem sort of way. like literally the feeling of taking up so much space and everything rubbing and squishing against each other.
People aren’t as nice to me as my skinny friends.
Everything. I’ve always been a big girl but i was put on a medication that has made me gain 50 pounds. I am miserable. My flexibility is not great, my feet hurt all the time. I used to love to walk but I am winded easily and my back hurts just from walking. Never had these problems at my prior fat girl weight. Being in constant pain is not fun. People also tend to look past you when you are big. I’ve changed my diet and exercise through the pain but my weight is not going down.
Clothes. Especially women’s. Three pairs of pants, all 18s, one fits like a 16, one fits like a 20, and one fits my thighs but not my butt. Women’s shirts are often taken in, in the middle, for that small waist look. This can change a xl shirt to a large if not a medium. Fat people clothes are sometimes not made for fat people either. Just the same shirt with bigger chest and waist measurements. This means a shirt will fit the chest but no where else, or only the waist, or everywhere but the shoulders, or everywhere but it’s to short, or or or etc.
And the options usually suck if there are any to start with. I don’t want either old lady or potato sack!
People pretending to give a shit about your health so they can shame you for being fat. You are a bad person if you tell a total stranger that they need to lose weight because of their health. You don’t care about them at all. You just don’t like the way they look.
Looking older than you are , sweating .
People thinking you’re lazy.
Being fat.
My friends keep making comments about my cankles…
People don’t want to talk to you. I once weighed 270…230 now
Feeling self conscious all the time.
As a fat, the sad thing is you think you feel fine. It’s unfair that the body and mind quickly normalise how you feel day to day. It’s not until you lose weight and gain some fitness that you understand what you were missing out on.
If the body let you know this while you were fat, i don’t think there would be as many fat people about.
I was fat, now I am just overweight.
Everything sucks about it
self esteem
feeling tired and fatigued
diffculty buying clothes
getting rashes from clothes
not sleeping well
just tying your shoe laces is tough
Simultaneously feeling like I’m invisible and like I take up too much space
Clothes – I love clothes, clothes shopping, fashion, and everything that goes with it. I was fat for a long, long time but now am normal size. The happiness I get from shopping where I want for what I want could be a college thesis for a psychology major.
not being valued as a human being
Uncomfortable weight on either leg while standing
Other people.
For me it’s like the disrespect in public for just existing. I’m a food delivery person and holy shit the amount of times I’ve been insulted is crazy. For just doing my job.
Going to the doctor and hearing “It’s cuz you’re fat/unhealthy” instead of actually getting any information about wtf is going on.
People presume that since you have issues relating to food that you lack self discipline or control in all areas.
I’ve quit smoking cold turkey. I’ve quit alcohol. I’ve abstained from sex when I was skinny, muscly, and women would throw themselves at me (for a brief period in my 20s after leaving the Marines and before I got fat).
I have self control & discipline. But, the thing is those simply require not partaking at all, which is easy for me. All or nothing. I’m a smoker or I’m not. I’m a drinker or I’m not.
For me, moderation is harder than quitting things completely.
If it was possible to just not eat and survive and lose weight and when I got to be underweight just pick up eating again, I could do that.
But it doesn’t work that way. Starvation is a bitch. And honestly, food insecurity and anxiety over food and hunger is probably a big part of my problematic relationship with food anyway.
Health problems.
I think for me personally, it’s not knowing if the guy is hitting on me or trying to be funny. Recently went bar hopping and one of the bouncers checked my ID, said “You’re good to go in beautiful” and then guided me in. Dude was this tall buff guy but in my head I’m thinking “no way he finds a plus sized chick attractive”. I’m starting my weightloss journey tho.
I’ve lost about 50lbs and it’s not the first time. The standout thing for me is how people treat me. Different levels of attentiveness, particularly from the opposite sex.
I’m not two airplane seats fat, but still fat (30 pounds lighter than a year ago though). If something happens and I go to the doctor it must be because I’m fat.
You busted up your ankle falling out of a pickup 6 months ago and now it swells up randomly and goes stiff? It’s because you’re fat. Chronic headaches? Definitely because you’re fat. Split your thumb open with a chainsaw and now you need stitches? Sure, I can do that, but also you’re fat.
Like damn I have a scale and a mirror you don’t need to tell me every time I see you and other things could be wrong with me besides me being fat lol
Depends on how fat, but presumably the heart disease and stuff like that.
Getting moving to lose the weight is an actual struggle. The loss of your range of movement, your speed, your endurance. Every little hitch in your plan is a roadblock rather than an inconvenience.
You walk up a hill and you’re out of breath? You can’t move your legs like you used to? Heart pounding and joints sore from a walk up a few flights of stairs?
So easy to let that little nagging voice saying you should stop running amok.
In 2020 I lost weight. By the end of 2021 I had lost 75-ish pounds. From walking. Started clawing back my endurance. Started working on keeping my heart rate low from light exercise.
But I got held up by a trivial inconvenience and let the voice win. Weight came back. My health is not great, and there’s no one else to blame for where I am but me.
The worst part is the emotional and mental toll it takes on you to fix the physical one.
Looking at myself in the mirror.
Being sweaty a lot for no fucking reason was annoying. I also didn’t appreciate the way everyone just kind of assumed that I was down to demolish food at every possible opportunity.
The worst part is other people, the silent judgement, the not silent judgement, especially if you have European or Asian family where it’s fashionable to make fun of your relatives constantly for their weight.
Chub rub.
Having to mentally navigate a store/restaurant/etc looking for avenues/pathways in which you will “fit” or won’t draw attention to yourself.
So at my heaviest I was pushing closer to 120kg and had to buy cloths at dedicated fat person stores.
Since than i lost some weight from the 120kg days and hovered around 105-110kg for years but at least i could shop at normal stores.
I’ve since over the last 3-4 years gone from hovering around that 105-110kg mark to hovering around 78kg.
From my heaviest point the worse points were
1- caused breathing difficulties and inflamed the issues i already had with asthma.
2- having to buy at dedicated fat person stores
3- not feeling very happy/confident of yourself because of that.
4- People generally treat you worse when you’re fat and give you less chances.
I still have some fat on me obviously but these days i actually have abs coming in and i even have noticed over the last week I have obvious muscles in my lower ab/pelvic region coming in.
When I was like 300 lbs or pushing it anyways , i always felt so ugh… Like psychological, mental , emotional and to some degree physically speaking. That’s the only word I can use to describe that feeling . Ugh. The only time I was given somewhat of a reprieve was right after getting out of the shower and then for a while after I felt better but then it would come back .
Always looking at my reflection because super self conscious…
It really fucken sucked being fat!
Having to get dressed in something other than pajamas. I would literally cry and have net downs throwing clothes.
People treat you like shit
Thinner people bitching because fat people are “a drain on medical resources”.
You’re visible and invisible to everyone at the same time, especially if you’re ugly too. 🙋
The hypocrisy. As Norm told us.
The fatphobic comments of your loved ones, and men in general saying how disgusting we are… And pity looks you get sometimes
People assuming I am unhappy/don’t want to be fat/unhealthy, and therefore giving me ‘advice’ under the guise of ‘worrying about my health’
I believe in heath at every size. I am a beautiful fat woman. I am active. I eat a well rounded diet. According to my GP, my heart health is great. I have a wonderful husband who loves me and finds me attractive. I love my curves. I love my life.
I will never diet again. I won’t purposefully make myself smaller to appease the society around me. The average Jo is not medically trained. Stop assuming I eat awful and sit on my arse all day.
Having to be extra careful when I got out not to draw any attention to myself because attention will inevitably lead to ridicule.
Body dysmorphia. Even when you may be losing weight it doesn’t seem like it.
Being consumed with it. It’s on my mind in one way or another nearly every moment of every day.
That being fat isn’t motivating enough to lose weight.
People treat you different.
I’ve been both, your treated much kinder when you’re not fat. People are way nicer to you.
I think it’s the judgement really or maybe the right word is assumptions?
I’m overweight, but I actually eat less and better than my rail thin husband. I go to dance classes twice a week. I consciously get up and walk at work. I’m a haunt actor during spooky season. I regularly stretch and do little strength exercises at home. I like to camp and hike. Sure, I like to nap and cooking is a hobby, but I’m not lazy and I don’t eat trash all the time. I actually like being physical too.
I also hate the judgement or assumption that because I am overweight I can’t be attractive or someone’s cup of tea. Just because I don’t fit your limited view of what is a “good” body doesn’t mean you should treat me less than.