worst insult you ever got because of your weight....

mine by FAR was last schoolyear

so i was rushing to get out of social studies class (small desks and it SOOO hot in that room!) so i climb up my chair and jump over my desk. before i get to the door my teacher said 'better not do that again! im suprised you didnt break through the floor!' and the whole class laughed SOOO hard i thought i was gonna die!! :( sooo embarassing, i was really upset and i am usually not one to be affected by that stuff.... however i lost 30lbs this summer so hopefully i wont get any more comments like that....

theres plenty

my family- my mom always saying youre gonna eat that? didnt you eat already? youre wearing that? it cuts deep cuz wont say anything after one of those, like i dissapoint her or something

my brother always liked the fat jokes... ugh

but the worst one was last night. ive ben working to lose weight real hard and i have, only like 10 but im working on it, but then as im watching everyone party, me just sticking to cigs due to the calorie content in alcohol, one guy looks at me turns to my friend shaking his head asking why she can't have more skinny friends like her.

it doesnt seem so bad, but the comparison, and my present dedication had done nothing for me. it kill

oh. you lot have ben through a lot. ugh. people can be mean.

In High School people used to bark at me from their cars as I walked home.  Happened fairly often sadly.  Luckly it doesn't matter because in the end because their lack of kindness is not my problem.  Being healthy is.

I went back to my home country for a visit after 2 years in the US. A friend of mine and I decided to meet. The first thing she said to me, even before saying hello was "wow, you have gotten fat". Although I have actually lost about ten pounds in 2 years and I was not even overweight.

But the most offencive insults were always from my parents. I was a chubby girl and they never let me eat candy or ice cream. Once we had their friends visiting and when I reached for a candy my dad slapped me on the hand and said very loudly that I can not eat it because I am fat. I was 14 or 15. I went to my room and cried there, when a little boy (son of my parents' friends) came into my room and handed me this candy... this was sweet and bitter at the same time.

I was reading through some of the posts, and some of the things shocked me. Sometimes I really can't believe how awful some people can be.

The worst things said to me were from my brother. I had gained some weight and he started making little comments. Like once when I told him I was going to dye my hair green he responded by saying shouldn't you lose some weight first? Not even sure what hair color has to do with weight. Another time he was thinking about having me go with him and some friends somewhere and then asked how much room I would take in the car, insinuating that I was larger than everyone else. It's a good thing I didn't want to go anyway. At first I didn't even think about the comments he was making but I think it was after the hair comment (I was very confused by it) I started realizing what he was getting at and started remembering other comments as well. The strange thing is that most of my family members are a lot larger than me, but he has never said anything to them about their weight.

I'm very grateful that it's so rare when people say anything about my weight. The only other time that I can remember someone saying something not pleasant about it would be in high school when a friend complained about someone describing me as chunky.

When I was anorexic I got told constantly I looked like sh**, got called Skeletor and my brother said I looked like one of those people from Ethiopia.

When I was overweight I had some guy ask my mother if I was pregnant....Eeeek.

People can be ignorant a**holes.

I thing three that hurt me deepest were:

My Mum telling me that 'somewhere under there, you're beautiful.' It's a compliment, but it's more painful than people just pointing and going 'HA. fat.'

Her Ex telling me 'You will live alone. Forever alone. You will die alone. Because nobody will love you. Because love is lust. And what Screwed up monster would lust after you?' That's plagued me for years.

And this final one hurt so deeply, and has bothered me for many years. It was a close friend of mine, and he meant it so well. 'You have nice eyes. Your lips are a nice shape. And you have boobs. Oh dear sweetie,you have such nice features, but they look like they were assembled by an idiot.' I was like. Oh. Uhhh. Thank...you.

Original Post by foailtiama:

Her Ex telling me 'You will live alone. Forever alone. You will die alone. Because nobody will love you. Because love is lust. And what Screwed up monster would lust after you?' That's plagued me for years.

 

Thank God that moron is her ex. What a total JACKASS!

He was. A ****.
Thank you for your support :D
I always appreciate it. y the way, if that picture is you, you have a beautiful face :D

Thank you :)

Pleasure. Honesty is the best policy :D

Original Post by foailtiama:

Pleasure. Honesty is the best policy :D

well in the policy of honesty then, I did photoshop it a bit. I'm not normally that high of contrast-y in real life haha.

Few people are :P

But look at you, the beautiful bone structure, your lovely hair, and your stunning skin.

Well thank you thank you thank you. Now we better stop with the flattery party because we're hijacking the thread! hehe :)

brother & his friend started calling me "fat boy" when I was 10 til my highschool graduation (I'm a girl)

my 8 y/o niece told me "wow aunt Ginger, you look really pretty now that you are normal"  (this is after I lost 90-some pounds)

husband slips sometimes and says "you're still hungry?"

 

I've never told anyone this, but anonymously to a bunch of strangers online seems as good a place to start as any. When I was a sophomore in high school, I was walking to my bus, and two upperclassmen were coming towards me. When they were passing me, one of them reached out and grabbed my boob. And I'm a guy. I didn't know what to do, so I just kept walking. Not an insult, per se, but it was definitely a weight-related low point for me.

I am a mother of three and am guilty of occasionally wearing baby doll tops. I'm about 5'2" and 150 lbs, I'm average. I work behind a desk at the hospital, and everytime this senile woman comes in she makes the same comment...

"When is your baby due?"

When I was in middle school I was running across the field to my friends at recess, wearing this cool tie-dye green shirt that I really loved, and one of the "cool" girls yelled "FAT GIRLS SHOULDN'T RUN, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY'RE WEARING GREEN!!"

I remember being so upset about it, because I was having such a great day in my awesome shirt in my favourite colour....now I think back, and I'm like "WTF was she talking about, that didn't even make sense."

Meh, she still lives with her mom and works at her mom's hair salon and does EXACTLY what she did during high school.  And I'm married and, relatively, successful and have good karma and a kick ass apartment (and a new puppy on Monday!), so there.

Me and my sisters pretty much look alike (we aren't triplets, but close enough), with minor differences and whatnot. We've got a lot of older relatives, and as it's a huge family a lot can't remember all the names that well so we're described based on looks.

The eldest was the skinny one, the youngest was the short one, and then there was me. I was the fat one. Imagine being called the fat one all your life. Oh man.

When I was about nine my father called me into the computer room. He had been doing research on the internet about childhood obesity, and when I arrived he turned to my mom and said, "Do you think we should check her for rolls of fat?"

Over the years my little brother has also called me "piggy pot pie". When I complained to my dad, he told me that I could just call him "skinny bones" back.

The worst thing about all these insults was that I was never overweight. I sat perfectly at the 50th percentile for weight of kids my age and height.

"What causes an eating disorder?" (my mom)

"Let's not waste time trying to figure out what caused her eating disorder. It is impossible to know." (therapist from the UCSF eating disorder clinic)