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....

One day at work a guy from the back brought up some boxes to be shipped out.  There was a wide path between the stacks of boxes scattered around my desk and yet he said to me: "I better move these boxes over here (the other side of the room) so you can fit through there, ha ha."  The strange thing is he doesn't look like he'll be running a marathon anytime soon either! 

Ok wait I've got another one!

 I was interning this summer for the company for my mom works pt.  we're on completely different floors, hours, departments et cetera, so usually people don't make the connection.  We're pretty much twins though (minus 30 years) so if people know her, they pick up on it almost immediately.  Well, this woman who occassionally sat across from me didn't speak English very well, but I wanted to be as friendly as possible so I tried to engage in a mindless conversation.  "Hello,  how's your day going?"  so she responds, "I tink I know your mudder"  Oh, that's awesome! (I say) How do you know her?  "well I seen her aroun.  but you look a lot like her.  u lucky.  she beautiful."  aw thank you.  that's so sweet of you to say.  "you ah bigger than shes."  what?  "you ah bigger than shes."  then she makes some assinine gestures... god knows what she's attempting...  she continues, "why is that"  why is what?  "why is you bigga than shes??"  (at this point, everyone in the row is onlooking to stupid me trying to hold a conversation with this once-silent woman.)   umm I don't know.  "do you eat moah?"  what?  "you mus eat moah".  Yep, I guess that's it.  Enjoy your day.

 what a freaking jerk...  oh btw, she must "eat moah" than my mom and I combined.

I was 16 working in a grocery store as a checker and we had to tuck in our shirts and wear aprons over it.  (i already had my womanly curves by then,) anyways, a lady came thru my line and polite as could be asked when I was due.   Due for what???  Well arent you pregnant?   UUUUHHH NO.    I laughed off her comment then spent my entire lunch break crying.  I dont think i was about 135-140 pounds then.   HOW RUDE!  I never ask a stranger when shes due unless its completely OBVIOUS shes with child.  

Oh yeah almost forgot,,, my dad used to wrag on me all the time after I gained a lot of weight.   Plain and blunt... SURE ARE GETTING FAT ARENTCHA!!!!!   anyways one time he came home and saw me drinking a health shake, I guess he thought it was a milkshake..... and he told me I was getting so fat I looked like a piece of trailer trash with 3 kids!!!! (i was about 17 or 18 at the time weighing about 135-140) needless to say we never had a good relationship. even until he passed in 04.  Sad but true.

I come from a poor family.  I was blessed with intelligence and even more blessed that people recognized it and were always trying to help me  and encourage me to go to college.  Well i remember that the family friend , "brad" (a male who had helped me so much already) stated that we were going out to lunch becasue he wanted me to meet someone.  through this family friend "Brad" i have met all kinds of people..and pretty mugh withouthim, i would never have been able to go to college.  So we are at lunch.  I have always been aware of my weight and what is on my plate especially when i am around others.  that day i had the wrld's smallest grilled chicken breast, steamed broccoli and water.  "tom", the friend of brad, was introduced to me.  A big thing for me was that i did not have a car and starting college, i would really need one.  We were eating and Tom asks, me if there was any one thing about me that i woudl change.  i know he wanted me to say my weight, but i mention everythign about that.  he then goes, "What abut your weight?"  Mind you i have barely eaten at all since we sat down.  He begins this barrage of of questions/statements concernign my weight.  He asked me if I wanted to find a husband? Did i want to get a good job?  tells me i am an intelligent person and people would get the wrong idea about me becasue I am overweight.  He pretty much told me in so many words that i was never goign to be successful, never find  a husband, and that people woudl think i was lazy and stupid becasue I was overeight.  he then also asked me did i want to live long enough to have children or even be able to have then in the first place.  Then he topped it all off, byt sayign that if i lost soem weight he would buy me a nice car.  And his comment was," not just 30 or 40lbs either... i needed to lose  a *lot* of weight. 

Let me also remind you that not only was I about 17 at the time.  I was black (and happy to report that i still am.  lol) , a female, and overweight.  I had been told most of my life that i would never amoutn to crap becasue I was black.  Being a female did nto help because i got all kinds of hell for being a female in general.  i was 17 and that alone is one of the pressuring, emotional,  times anyone's life.  Here i sat listening to this man telling me that I would never amount to anything becasue I was fat wishing that I woudl prettymuch jsut die at the lunch table and make everyone happy if i was such an eyesore on society because i was fat.

I wonder if people in Saigon could hear my heart break? 

I am 29 years old and I still hear his voice in my head on my "bad" days when being overweight is becoming over whelming.

 

Oh another experience:

 I was in a department store shopping.  I held up a pair of jean to look at them better.   While I was holding the jeans some guy goes, " Daaaaamn, I did not even know they made jeans that big."  Me, who had reached my maxium ppint of pissed offness for the day, turned rapidly in classic pissed of female form and stated, "Well then we both learned something today, huh?  Becasue until you opened your mouth I was totally unaware that a$$holes could speak."

I looked at him, my eyes daring him to say anything further.  When no further comments were heard, I continued shopping. 

yeah, it hurt my feelings, but fat or not, I am tired of people thinking that they can be mean and disrespectful to others just for fun.  Poor stupid man caught me on a bad day. 

I have another post on here #85 i think talking about an incident that happened when i was 17.  It still hurts to remember that day.  I am still overweight, but i have changed my dimensions:  My tolerance for cruel people has gotten smaller while my mouth has gotten bigger.    :)

I know it's been said a million times here but ... it's just amazing that some people can be so UGLY to others.
I've never been terribly overweight, but during the early years of HS going through puberty I got a little chunky. There was this guy I was in German class with for the second year in a row and I REALLY had a thing for him! I kept trying to get his attention and flirt but he'd ignore me. (oh sigh! LOL) ANYWAY, fast forward a year and a half and I've got some crazy bad eating disorders (5'8'' 100 lbs) 

The first super hurtful thing I remember was all of my friends and teachers on the newspaper staff called me the "Ethiopian" and even put it in my by-line in one edition! It was humiliating! People I didn't even know started using the nickname! 

The second ... well ... remember the guy from German class? He came up to me one day after class and asks me out. Of course I mealted and said "YES!" About a week later he said something to the extent of "I know you liked me since German I, but you were waaaaay to fat for my taste untill this year! Now you're hot! Now I'll look at you." 

My family started to get concerned about my weight and sent me to a therapist, where (thank God!) I started to gain some weight. At about 115 lbs, German class guy slapped me in the stomach and said "You're getting a belly there ... better watch it!" At 125 he dumped me .... and good riddance! 

Some people are just JERKS! *HUGS* to all you sexy people out there. Remeber: it's a state of mind ... NOT a pant size! 

New here, but wanted to post this, since I was 10 years old, and went through the awkward chubby phase, my mom would always tell me, "nicole you would be so beautiful if you would just lose a few lbs" to this day, she tells me" you were soooo beautiful, and then you had kids, you really need to work on your weight, I can get you all kinds of books to help" blah blah blah!!
The other one is my 6 yr old told me the other day, "mom you are as big as a hippo" I would not talk to him the whole day. and that is not the first time he has amade those comments.

and one more, the only time I have ever hit my Husband. I was a size ten about a year after we got married, I just bought 2 new pairs of Calvin Klien jeans and went to put them on a week later and could not get them over my hips!!! i was emotional anyway, but my darling hubby, yes we are still married lol, asked "weren't those the jeans you just bought" I say yes and without thinking he says "D@MN" I smacked him. I will never forget the pain I felt or the shock that i had actually hit him and the look on his face. My weight still bothers him, of course I am a size 18 now, and when I see him looking at me too long I think of that moment and know what he is thinking. It hurts, but I am working on it and one day he will look and see the size 8 he dates and married!!!

i had been in away in college for a about 5 months and i worked hard to lose weight, and that time i like about 10 pounds which i guess made a big difference.  a woman in my community sees me and says, "OH MY!! you lost a TON of weight! I mean you are still fat, but just not as fat anymore."

nice way to welcome me home bitter old lady

During my senior year of high school, I was really struggling with anorexia and was severely underweight.  I could not see it at all and had a difficult time believing anyone who told me I was sick.  These freshman boys used to love to make fun of me.  Whenever I would walk by they would cough "fatass!".  When they walked behind me they would say things like. "Oh, I'm so fat.  I can't breathe, I'm gonna have a heart attack."  When they came up to me they would say, "Where's the baby food?"  It really hurt.  At this time in my head I was thinking, "Am I really that fat?"  I would go home and weigh myself and see 79 on the scale and stand there crying.  I would think "I'm 79 and I still look fat".  "If I'm this fat at this weight, what was I like 20 pounds ago??"  "Why does everyone who weighs more than this look so much thinner than I do?".  My  thinking was so distorted and those comments only fed the distortion.  It was a terrible struggle.

My dad told me I looked like I ate somebody. lol

being a healthy 5'6 and 125lbs ( my big boobies are partly to blame), many of my friends call me "Fat." because i am not "fat" and they think i handle the joke, they continue to tease...well, u know what? i am not fat and ppl need to learn that telling people who are striving to be a healthy and attractive weight are affected by mean remarks. they can be harmful . next time someone calls me fat, i'm just gonna laugh and tell them to look in the mirror.

No one should ever pick on someone's flaws...whether it's their looks, their weight or their clothes... that's just mean and petty.

for me it was when i was in 6th grade struggling with anorexia and we were on the playground at recess and i heard a girl making fun of the fact that i used to have one of the best bodies in the school but that now i was "like a brick... flat on both sides and gets laid by mexicans". it was so hurtful because i actually couldnt gain weight back very fast because my body was so malnourished. being underweight and getting insults is really jsut as bad what you get being overweight

being underweight is no less of a problem as being overweight, both should be paid close attention to.

i'm 5"8, and currently about 10 lbs overweight (i've lost 24 in the past 3 months) and i don't plan on stopping anytime soon (i discovered how much i love running). and so i was having a conversation with a guy"friend" of mine, and i had just finished a 4 mile jog and i felt pretty pumped. he called my phone, and asked why i was breathing so hard.

i was like "just went for a run, felt good."

and he goes "hey, next time you run... run faster."

SAME GUY, for some reason i had let go that awful comment he made about me needing to run faster...

and we were talking about clumsiness and i mentioned how of course i have my moments with countertops and glassdoors... but i'm not exactly one to trip over everything.

and his response was "and by trip, you mean avalanche."

and i was pretty much like "ugh, f*** off."

and he goes "nah, more like EARTHQUAAAAAAAKE."

>.< i was so angry. that happened like 4 months ago, and he recently called and was like "uh, i saw your myspace... you look good."

it's too bad that people like him make mistakes like that. they seriously have no IDEA the damage they cause when they make fun of other people for their weight.

i've always been an all-or-nothing kind of girl. can't have a scoop of icecream, gotta have the whole pint. i was overweight by like age 4, i've had tons of little insults over the years, but the ones that stick out the most?:

"you're pretty, you just need to lose some weight." - my mom.

"you know, boys would like you if you lost that belly." - my grandma.

one time i was at band camp and went swimming and was walking to the slide and walked by these 2 17 year old kids and i was about 12 years old and the one kid turns and looks at me and screams "HOLY JESUS". i turned around, grabbed my towel and ran back to my cabin crying.

in 8th grade i went on a school trip, so i got all dolled-up and felt really pretty and we were having lunch and this other school showed up. there was this girl, who was BIGGER THAN I WAS and yet she walked up to some boy and pointed at me and laughed, and then he whispered to another guy and they both looked at me and laughed. and they literally came up to my FACE and pointed and laughed and then walked by and whispered "you're so ugly".. i felt so bad for crying.

and i'm in 11th grade now and lost alot of weight (from 174 to 108, but i went from 129 to 110 over the summer) and when i got back to school, all the people who had never payed attention to me did - they called me "that random BULIMIC chick". no matter what you do, someone's always gotta be a dick. i AM (semi-recovering, mind you) anorexic, but still, c'mon.

and even today still at ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT POUNDS, whenever i walk by somebody i fear that they're going to call me fat. i look in the mirror and see FAT. i honesty have a huge fear that somebody's gonna call me fat. i was always a sensitive kid, those comments really really took a toll on me.

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but this week, i've been whistled at, been asked out 3 times and been called skinny, hot, and cute about 39485 times and the ironic thing is the guys that asked me out used to call me chunky bitch. so i guess the joke's on them. but now i have a distorted body image and want to get to 103 pounds.

A few years ago I lost some weight, about 20 lbs, so I was 115 lbs. I was at the pool watching my kids have their swimming lessons, and the head instructor comes up to me and says, "gee, you've lost a lot of weight, you don't have cancer, do you?" She was all ready to give me her sympathy!

For some reason whenever I lose weight that little comment echos in my head. What kind of a person asks such a dumb thing? I just laughed and said no, I just worked really hard to drop some extra pounds and I feel great!

Figurethefat, I got that a lot too.  I lost about 30 lbs in about 6 months or so, and at work, customers kept coming up to me and asking if I was sick, if I had wanted to lose that weight, etc.  I kept telling them "diet and exercise", and they always looked at me like I was crazy.