Why are you fat?

IMYarnCraz33 · February 2014

I was slightly overweight during my high school years, even though I participated in sports. No more recess so sports was my only physical activity. I used to eat a lot and gained a bit more weight.
As a young adult I was in a relationship that went to hell (I was abused) and I used food to comfort myself.
After that relationship ended I tried to lose weight for awhile but when stupid diets & other fads didn't give me the results I was looking for I pretty much gave up on trying to lose weight.
Then in a new marriage... I had 2 kids adding more weight. Add on more bad food choices and large portions of said foods... and ta da... big ol' fat me.

Monty_P · February 2014

I like lager. And eating the same size portions as my 6'3" husband.

futurejedi · February 2014

injury from work but healed up finally

ohkurt18 · February 2014

I am not fat. I HAVE fat. My weight does not define me.

I think you are my hero. Ha

ohkurt18 · February 2014

After my grand,other died, I started eating feelings because I could not deal with her being gone. I still cant.

DamianaKitten · February 2014

I am not fat. I HAVE fat. My weight does not define me.

This x 1000

I have fat for two primary reasons~ 1) I'm a fantastic cook and 2) I believe at the end of a meal you shouldn't be satisfied, you should hate yourself.

The first will remain the same as I strive to lose weight, the second has to change if I wish to succeed. :laugh:

Tanya949 · February 2014

I am fat because I like to eat, for every reason and occasion. I overeat because what I eat tastes good and I want more. I can't leave anything on my plate... ever. I love carbs and sweets, overlooking the fruits and veggies. I don't move as much as I should to burn all those extra calories off. No excuses here... that's exactly why I am fat.

Thankfully, all that is starting to change.

deanna418 · February 2014

I am fat because I love food! To add to that I am a comfort eater and I have learned to take my stress out using working out instead of eating. Unfortunately I am also a binge eater and my parents always said "clean your plate!" Ugh I could go on and on!

MoosyGoosy · February 2014

Binge eating is why I'm fat. I've never been overweight though

wertgirlfor · February 2014

I just ate a lot of junk, and the thing with junk is that it just makes you want more junk lol. My mom is a binge eater and we had a lot of extra cookies, cakes, ice cream in the house after she started working again. I'm not only eating less, I'm eating way better since I started college lol

CMB1979 · February 2014

I'm not fat. In the eyes of the majority of the world, I'm wealthy. I'm just a little too wealthy.

SusieQ3121 · February 2014

I am overweight because of my age...My metabolism is definitely slowing down. I love ice cream and eat it almost every night. There are many reasons why I have gained weight. I am now working on trying to lose 20 lbs. and being more comfortable with myself.

AwesomeGuy37 · February 2014

I enjoy food and cooking a bit too much. I'm an addict more than an emotional eater.

Mexicanbigfoot · February 2014

I used food as a comfort

^this

rachrach7595 · February 2014

Indulging in a few too many wines most nights of the week for the last 5 years.
Working at a pizza shop with a boss who makes you dinner in the shop every night and then sends you home with a large pizza ... which of course I ate.
I had a major issue with late night cravings after I stopped working at the shop also which I just satisfied by eating more.
Going through phases where I "couldn't be bothered" and literally eating junk food for every single meal

Thankfully I'm finding most of that is easily rectifiable by just going to bed earlier and avoiding the bottle shop on the way home

nehushtan · February 2014

I was fat because of what I now call the "food panic"... a reptilian urge to eat, normally just beneath the level of my conscious brain -- but sometimes a light bulb would come on and I would wonder:

"Why I am I eating so much, all the time, and even eating more when I'm full?"

"Why am I unable to resist the compulsion to get up off the couch and grab a bag of chips or cookies from the kitchen and eat half or all of it in front of the TV?"

"Why do I need to clear my wife's and kids' plates off after I've cleaned off my own?"

"Why do I go to a restaurant with my wife and eat an appetizer, a full meal, and a dessert, and then come home and eat even more.... and finally go to bed stuffed and acidic and miserable?"

After a long time thinking about these issues I decided that, at least for me, the food panic is a basic biological mechanism that has gone haywire. It doesn't seem to have the psychological component for me that it does in some others. I don't think I was using food as a comfort or escape from emotional pain... I was generally upbeat and full of (probably undue) self-regard.

I call it the food panic. I think of it as a screaming need for food driven by an unconscious/biological panic that I won't be getting enough.

I still feel it, sometimes intensely... but I seem to have found ways to cope with it, thankfully.

FatFreeFrolicking · February 2014

Anxiety medications (main reason)
Insulin resistance (developed this because of weight gain from anxiety meds)
Reactive hypoglycemia (developed this because of weight gain from anxiety meds)

missomgitsica · February 2014

Because I always took a heavy class load in college and never had time to cook . . . I ate nothing but fast food for years, and I never exercised.

Then after college I got sick and basically didn't move or leave my house for a few years, at which point I was diagnosed bipolar and began treatment.

After almost 3 years the treatment is finally going really well and my mental health is under control, so now I can focus on my physical health.

christa279 · February 2014

Realistically... because I consumed more calories than I burned and I became lazy as I got older. I started eating a lot of fried foods, high calorie takeout, fast food, and packaged convenience foods. I drank tons of soda and no water. My habits were just plain poor. I also used both of my pregnancies as excuses to eat whatever because it was the baby craving it, not me! :-P

I had a lot of excuses. I worked nights and went to a job that was more sedentary than my previous one. Then medical issues. Then getting pregnant with my daughter. Then depression. One day I woke up and said "No more excuses!"

mxmkenney · February 2014

I eat more calories than I use in a day. Basically I'm lazy and/or addicted to food.

ElyseL1 · February 2014

Took care of a terminally ill family member for two years (24 hr care, rarely had time to myself or days away from it), then said family member died and I really pack on the weight from depression. It was my grandmother, who pretty much filled in for a mom as I was raised by my father.

sweetiememoirs · February 2014

I was a 10lb baby. I was always chubby growing up & then I was fat. My mother had put me on diets when I was early teens. At 5'9 I was made to feel disgustingly fat in size 12 jeans. Looking back, I wish I could have ignored the negativity because it only furthered my depression & stress eating. Now in jeans twice the size, I can only hope to be the "chubby" person I was then. On top of it all it doesn't help that I love food, & often boredom eat. *sigh* I'm a whole mess of problems. Ha!

joani61 · February 2014

When I was in high school I graduated weighing 117 lbs. I was considered underweight. I weighed 120 lbs when I got married at 20. I never had any children so I can’t say it was because I had children. I was divorced at 24 still only weighing 125.

So let’s see my weight I didn’t gain until I was 37. I was going thru menopause at a very early age and; oh my, did I ever gain weight. I was still eating the same and exercising the same but because of menopause I was just gaining and gaining and honestly I didn’t care because I was depressed. I got married the second time in 2003 at age 42 and three years into that marriage my husband had a brain aneurysm and a mini stroke and in 2009 he died of lung cancer and that sunk me into depression again. I did my official year of mourning and I kept eating and eating.
I made a New Years resolution this year 2014 to lose 100 lbs by this time next year. I can’t live to be 95 yrs old if I fat and old. I want to be a healthy 95 year old woman. I am only 52 now but the next 43 years I want to feel alive again. I want to do things that I used to do when I was in my early 30’s. I am not talking about climbing some high mountain but I would love to start wearing shorts again instead of Capri’s a shirt with no sleeves when it is 85+ outside.