The rudest people!

wizzybeth

Shortly after my third child was born, I ran into my old boss in the store. I had not seen him in about 10 years. The last time he saw me, I was 17 and weighed less than 120 lb. Now here I was at that time 27 and about 200 lb. He said "hey wow nice to see you how you doing? You really packed on the pounds didn't you?" Since he was no longer my boss, and he pissed me off, I retorted "Well I've had four pregnancies in 5 years... Let's see you do that and not pack on any pounds buddy". But I was really upset by that.

What makes me really sad is that episode was 20 years ago... And I weigh more now than I did then.

Another incident... My friend had started her weight loss journey before me. When she started, she was larger than I was at the time. But as she began to lose weight and as her clothes became too big for her she handed them down to me.

At some point she became much smaller than me and was still losing weight... I was actually just starting my first weight loss journey. And she gave me a pair of jeans that I absolutely loved... But needed to lose another 10 or 15 pounds before I could fit into them.

When I finally fit into them I was so proud and I wore them over to her house. And she said to me "Are those the jeans I gave you? Wow and I thought I looked so good in them then!" WTH? Really? Lol

She actually was not being hateful and she certainly didn't intend to be mean... She just was talking about her own progress because by this time she was practically at her goal weight and I was still at least 40 pounds away from my goal weight. It was more careless and thoughtless rather than rude. I look back now and laugh but then it stung quite a bit because I thought I looked pretty damn good. LOL

clh72569

"Oh my god, Do you have cancer?"

kimhski1

This has been almost 8 years ago now, I was at a work training about 8 weeks post kidney donation surgery (very few people at work knew I was doing this and was only off work about 2 weeks). I was wearing looser clothing because the incision was still tender and snug waistbands were giving me issues. An executive walked up to me and asked when the new addition to my family was arriving. I looked at him and said "oh, there's no baby. I had a man's hand, the size of your head, digging around in my abdomen 8 weeks ago to take a kidney out to save my sisters life. Would you like to see the incision?" If I could have captured the look on his and everyone else's face that happened to overhear that exchange, it would have been epic.

I get asked quite frequently when my baby is due. My response is always "I'm not pregnant. I'm just fat" and walk away.

Unfortunately, I will never have a flat stomach. It is much smaller than it used to be, but it'll never go away. I'm OK with that. I'm healthy and working towards being a fitter version of me. Everyone else can suck it.

goatg

huntersvonnegut wrote: »

goatg wrote: »

DianaPrinceDET wrote: »

I was called a fat *kitten*, just this week.

Who the freak would talk to another human being that way

A two legged sphincter

Nice euphemism

huntersvonnegut

goatg wrote: »

huntersvonnegut wrote: »

goatg wrote: »

DianaPrinceDET wrote: »

I was called a fat *kitten*, just this week.

Who the freak would talk to another human being that way

A two legged sphincter

Nice euphemism

LOL, it's either that or everything winds up as kitten kitten kitten

huntersvonnegut

clh72569 wrote: »

"Oh my god, Do you have cancer?"

LOL, sometimes they're not being rude. I'm a regular at a Dunkin Donuts on my way to work and used to see one of the counter people fairly regularly. For a while, though, we hadn't had much contact for whatever reason and during that time I had lost about 40 lb and decided to fire the rest of my hair before it totally quit. Not long after she happened to see me and really noticed the change. The look of shock and dismay on her face when she asked with concern, "Are you alright?!" I didn't think she was being rude.

tirowow12385

Angall08 wrote: »

To those who have had problems gaining or losing weight:

We all know people can be rude. The world is full of cruel people always making fun of someones weight. The good thing is always having family and friends to be there with you through it all. Also having apps and trainers to help you reach your goal is great.

My question is. What are some hateful things people have said to you about your weight and how did you respond to it??

Ive never been called fat, I've been called Ill-looking by family members though after I lost weight ( im still obese so I have no idea why they act like I am.underweight) but that's okay, I rather look ill on the outside than be unhealthy on the inside like I used to be

gymprincess1234

This is such a sad discussion, wish I could give us all a big hug. I think being called fat really messed me up, crushed my body confidence and gave me trust issues, cause now after weight loss, I doubt every compliment or person interested in me.

romeandrylan

Feel for you people in here due to my empath qualities. I've never been called fat due to the fact, I've maintained a steady weight through out the years. At the moment I'm at my heaviest weight I've ever been. I had a serious ankle injury when I was playing rugby in my 20s. In those days coming from a Māori community, New Zealand. We would fix our injures with a bottle of beer ( I'm lying, 10 bottles of beer) and a half a bottle of Jack Daniels haha You were called a poof if you went to the doctor lol 2014 I took another hit to the same ankle and really messed it up. It has been a long recovery and a lot of sitting on the couch, eating fatty foods, complaining and getting fat. 2018 new years resolution is to stop complaining and loose some weight. I was 115 kgs on 15 January when I started back at the gym. I'm 111.7 kgs at the moment and happy I guess. I now wish I had gone to the Drs when I first injured my ankle and never listened to the cuzzie bros lol I've also given up the alky and the ganja. I was a life long addict when I was a stoner. I'm not much of a drinker so that was easy to hit on the head. So glad I gave up the ganja because now I realized it held me back from doing a lot of things. Paranoia sets in when you've been a stoner from your teens up till 3 months ago. I'm 46 now and know I've broken that habit. 3 months is the longest I have given up and I'm am so happy now. Use to last 2 days at the most and then I'm stoned again. I compare this to people who have an addiction to food. I realized beating myself up about my addiction and feeling guilty wasn't working. So I learnt to love myself (not in a vain way) and respecting yourself goes a long way. Don't be too hard on yourselves people and learn to look deep in side to find the answers to making you who you really are. Unique! May peace be the journey! Mauri ora!

Hungry_Shopgirl

When I was a teenager I had a huge crush on the hottest guy in my group of friends. He was handsome and he knew it, so he flirted with all us girls. He was also very handsy (put his arm around your waist when just standing around kind of a thing). He did this with all the girls, and he tried it with me on several occasions. I was friendly towards him, flirty too, but I would always move away or push his hand away when he would do that. I just didn't feel comfortable with that kind of physical affection when we weren't really "an item". One of the times I did that he scoffed and said: "Why do the fat ones always play hard to get?"

That really stung. He took my self-confidence in drawing boundaries into a weapon against me because of my size. But you know what, screw that. Looking back I wouldn't change a thing. I'm married to an awesome man who has eyes (and hands) only for me, and who loved and married me even at my highest weight.

I wish I could go back in time and give my chubby younger self a high five for standing up for herself

jelly_potato

One fat swine,
named (my name)
went into the tunnel,
a song she sung herself
"Ah, how fat I am!"
She met the wild boar,
they got married together,
they birthed little piglets
with shiny pink bottoms.

In my native language this actually rhymes, which makes it even worse. It has been about 16 years since I last heard that song being sung to me (I am 23 now) but It's glued to my mind. I know children can be unnecessarily rude and cruel, however the part that bothered me the most was that I was always a healthy and thin child, so it never made any sense. It did quite a lot of damage to my self confidence at the time though and I still feel annoyed about it. However, despite how degrading I find the song, it has helped me get a better perspective on how illogical and inaccurate human rudeness can be when we get realistic about what I actually look like and what I do to achieve that. So I guess I did get something out of it in end. I don't know, I felt like getting this off my chest.

netitheyeti

after posting on FB about how happy I was with the (roughly) 50lbs weight loss : "you know you're still not thin right?"

huntersvonnegut

netitheyeti wrote: »

after posting on FB about how happy I was with the (roughly) 50lbs weight loss : "you know you're still not thin right?"

"Yes, but someday I will be and you'll still be an ahole." Or words to that effect.

Versicolour

My ex family was always making comments about my weight

My ex-step-mother-in-law (how's that for a really bad combination) commented about how fat I was to my ex-grandmother-in-law (who agreed with her).

My ex-husband brought my weight into insults at least once a week (usually 3 - 4 times per derision session, which was every other day). Which he would then apologise for by buying me pizza and/or chocolate.

Now that I don't have persons of that surname weighing me down, I weigh a lot less. Go figure!