Being called fat

When is the last time you were publically called fat? This could be by strangers or friends/family. And have you been called fat since you started on your weight loss, and how did it make you feel?

I don't know, but I hate when people act as if being fat is the worst possible thing that could happen to them, and they're complaing to me about it. Uh, listen, I'm fat. I used to have this friend (girl) who would always complain about her weight, and she weighed like 110 lbs. I mean, my left leg weighs more than that! But I would think they people would have enough common sense not to complain about something like that to a fat person. That would be like me going up to someone with brain cancer and complaining "I hope I never get brain cancer, man that would suck!"

As for the question posed in this topic - I have gotten to the point where I can't even remember being called fat by someone in person. It just doesn't bother me. Now, I post on a message board where people crack on me for being fat, but I can laugh that off. Because I dish it out just as much as I get it.

...in school... in college... so... erm...........around 2 years ago...

in high school in grade 10.

some boys are jerks at that age.

A few weekends ago by my aunt, who was staying with me. I almost kicked her out of the house and told her to drive her ass back to Pennsylvania!

Hm well my friend (well ex-friend kind of, she really doesn't get the hint that I don't really like her- she can be a bitch lol anyways...) we were in lunch (at school) a couple of months ago and she said something like "hey! i found some pictures of us from a long time ago- you know when we were actually skinny" ha.

then a couple of months ago my little brother, i forget how it came up, but he pretty much came out and called me fat- gotta love sibling love don't ya :P

the first one was before I started watching my weight- and my brother was about midway through. at first they both kinda "shocked" me, well the first one because I never considered myself "skinny" so I was more shocked that she thought I was skinny before than the fact she thought I was fat... and my brother I was shocked because I had lost at least 20lbs by that point and it was kinda a slap in the face- buut I got over it :P

take care.

This morning by my brother.  He finally realized after 7 weeks
that I'm on a "diet."  But no hard feelings.  Apparently,
that's his way of showing affection towards his little sister.

I dunno.. the only one who's usually called me fat is.. me.

At least to my face.

Everyone keeps telling me I'm NOT fat, and I wish they wouldn't.  Not that I want them to be rude or anything.  But someone who's 5'2" should not wear a size 18 jeans.  I weigh 187 pounds because I've had reverse anorexia for the last 20 years:  I eat all the time, whatever I want, and never face the fact that I'm gaining weight.

A few weeks ago, I was going to the fridge for something for an after dinner snack. My idiot ex, made a mean comment about "feeding time again". Since by this time I had already dropped 40 pounds I gave him a verbal tongue lashing that cut at least three layers of skin off, I"m sure.

He's always been thicker than bricks. He doesn't have weight issues since he started on the highly illegal substances diet.

I can't even remember the last time someone called me fat to my face.
Like HK... I'm the person who does.

At Christmas, my mom told me I was fat, and it hurt.  I'm still mad.  She's right, but I'm mad.  And, like alibunch and Hk, I have frequently (wrongly) equated my being heavy to not being successful or motivated, yet if you asked my boyfriend, friends, students, or co-workers, they'd probably all (or mostly) tell you that I am successful and motivated.  I am my own worst enemy, but am trying to overcome that!

I was the last person to call myself fat.  Mostly because I was pissed off that one of my friends kept calling his partner (another of my friends) fat and the "fat" one is smaller than me, though he could stand to lose a few pounds and is well aware of it.  So I made a joking pronouncement that mentioned I was fat in passing.  I got the expected "oh, no, you're not fat" (even though I am) from the skinny partner--which enabled me to pull the "If that's true, no one smaller than me can be fat either..." card.  :)  I'll throw my weight around if I have to.  Bad pun, I know. 

Of course, most of my friends are on the heavier side, so fat is often a state of normalcy.  I am trying to change that. 

When I was an adolescent teenager working at Denny's, a fellow server asked if I was gaining weight. I said no, and he assured me that I was. I actually had to argue with him that I was the same weight I had always been. But I was somewhat anorexic at the time, subsisting on coffee and cigarettes, and occasionally saltines with sugar free maple syrup for dinner. Those comments...I was too sensitive. I shouldn't have let it affect me. 5 years later and I'm still overcoming bulimia and anorexia, all from the fear of those degrading comments. Luckily, no one has felt the need to say anything, I'm just so afraid they will. I'm 15 pounds heavier now than I was then, and I'm so freaked that someone is going to say something, because even when I was wearing a size 5 somone called me fat!

My MIL tweaked me on my weight gain for years-made a point of telling me how skinny my SIL was, or telling me I could watch my weight easily, since it was all out there to see.

I've lost 61lbs, and she has said nothing. But she's a raging b*tch and not to be listened to anyway. ;)

I had to laugh at the "highly illegal substances diet" thecrankyone's ex is on.

No one has ever called me fat to my face that I can remember, but my dad used to poke my stomach and kid me about my "pooch." It was a joke, but it was definitely not fun to hear.

It's funny because growing up I never had problems w/schoolmates calling me names.  It was always my family.  My sister doesn't call me by name, she calls me gordita(which is spanish for fat girl) and so does my dad.

When I went to Puerto Rico back in '98 to visit my dad, I saw an uncle who hadn't seen me since I was 2.  I was 18 at the time.  He came in with a big hug for me, and a kiss.  He held me at arm's length and said, "Oh my God, I haven't seen you since you were 2!  You have a beautiful face, but you need to lose some weight."

Nice way to greet a family member you haven't seen in 16 years...

Anyway I get called fat by my dad and sis whenever I talk to them on the phone.  Which I try to limit to a few times a month.

Well, this wasn't publicly.  But just the other day, a friend of mine who I haven't hung out with for probably a year now, came over all day.  Because it's summer, and impossibly hot in the desert, I've slightly gotten over my self-consciousness about wearing shorts.  She also has a self-esteem issue, and she needs to lose some weight but doesn't know how, and probably isn't ready to make the committment.  So I try to uplift her, tell her that she is beautiful, and give her compliments when she does make an effort to eat more healthfully.  Well, we came in the house from a walk around the park, and it was too hot so I slipped into some shorts.  Later on we were goofing off and I had to lean over and grab something.  So she said something like, "Oh, now I have to look at Min's ugly legs!"  So I just kind of ignored her and laughed it off.  Minutes later though I opened my big mouth and said, "That was mean."  And she's like, "What?  Because I said your legs were fat?"  First off, she did NOT say they were -fat-, she said they were -ugly-.  But now I know what she meant by ugly.  Then she tried to make me feel better by saying, "It's ok, I have fat legs too."  That doesn't make me feel better!

I hate my legs.  I've always hated my legs.  They don't have a slender gene in them.  I felt... kind of upset.  More self-conscious in my shorts, and I started trying to hide them.  But thank goodness for now I can hide in my house and not worry about wearing shorts outside.  I probably won't wear them again....  Not in public anyway.

I distinctly recall being called fat in grade school and it was very very hurtful but now the only person who calls me fat to my face is me.  My mom hints that I might want to lose a little weight and my dad flat out tells me I should but I know they mean it for the best.  He told me he doesn't want to see me do what he has, and I believe him.

I'm 5'1" and most people say "You seem taller" which I take to mean that I seem scarier since one person told me that I was the most intimidating person he knew (this was years ago, but it still gives me warm fuzzies.  Yes, I'm twisted) even though he was a full foot taller than me.  I think that has cut down on the fat jokes.  Somehow, I manage to project self-confidence so I think people are reluctant to make mean comments to my face because I might defend myself.  People who make mean comments are only doing it to uplift themselves and if you fight back, they get tromped.

I can't even remember.
It's ages ago, most people were afraid to say it to me anyways.