What's the meanest thing someone said to you?

My mums blind so we have talking weighing scales in my house (nightmare!) and whenever my weight goes up my Dad laughs at me. That's the worst, knowing I have no support.

New show idea... Are you smarter than a third grader?

You would be a great Fred Flintstone for Halloween.

Would you dress as Santa for the party ?

Not intentionally mean just the grown up version of my pre schooler introducing me " This is my dad,, he's fat "

The speaking scales I bought said:

"one person at a time please"

LOL!!

We were both voice majors at a Christian college (I know, funny right?) and we both auditioned for the elite ensemble group. I didn't get in; she did....she told me to hang in there, we couldn't all be talented like her.....I would just have to work and practice harder to be better. With training I might some day get into the group too.

IDK - with friends like that; who needs enemies?

I had a similar problem with one of my best friends.

One of my uni friends had a falling out with her house mate, the crazy woman tried to beat my friend up! My best friend turned to me and said "I would never do that to you because you're bigger than me"...Say what now?!?!?!

Another time she said (angrily at that) that she was better at uni than me and that she should be getting better grades than me (it was the time I slightly beat her in an essay) like who cares?!?!?

My mom told me growing up that I was so ugly when I was born that the nurses wouldn't let her see me and that my grandma said she would have to love me because no one else ever would. Yep, that won't leave scars.

I know the feeling, I had gained so much weight between the last time I saw my Mom and the next time, when I went home to visit her,she lived about 400 miles from me and I was going to surprise her and didn't tell her I was coming. When I got there and knocked on the door, she wouldn't let me in at first. When she finally did she said, " You have gotten so fat I didn't recognize you."

It took all I had to not burst into tears. Sometimes people just open their mouth without a thought of what is coming out.

Gee doesn't it feel like your parents can cut deeper with words then anyone else in the world.

I was at North Station in Boston waiting to get on a train. The usual crowd was around and we all walked toward the door when they announced the train was ready. Typical crowd--everyone on top of each other but we were all moving forward. The woman behind me pushed into me a couple times then SHOVED me out of the way. I bumped into someone else and apologized, then turned to the woman who shoved me and said, "We're all going to the same place, there's no need to push people." She replied over her shoulder, "Well maybe if you didn't take up so much space..." and darted off.

It took all I had not to cry all the way home on the train. I even thought how good it would feel to shove that mean person off the walkway onto the track (and how absolutely horrific that would be--what a rotten knee-jerk reaction even if only in my head).

People can be so cruel

I've had so many.

Ones that have been embedded in my brain are:

"breathe in Stephanie is coming through"
"awh Steph you're not fat...you're obese"
"you shouldn't go ice skating you'll break the ice"

And my personal favourite

"Steph, you're pretty, clever, your personality is great....you're just fat"

It's all these words that make me stronger and want to succeed and lose the weight.

We can all do this and make people think twice about saying things. We are who we are and we are amazing.

{{{{{ STEPH }}}}}

You are my shero! LOVE your attitude about this. You are RIGHT, we can do this. It's going to take some time, patience, commitment, HARD WORK and most important a VISION of/for ourselves--that tough vision you said, "we are who we are and we are amazing" that is the "Vision" I/we need to help us a wee bit more on to victory of/from this battle of the bulge and then some!

I've got 50 pounds to lose (I'm taking it 20 pounds at a time, so as to NOT be so overwhelming for me), and this is so daunting, because I'm no spring chicken, but if/since others here have and are doing it...they are no better or worse than me, I can do it and must do it AND WILL DO IT TOO--it's just a matter of time, faith, and HARD WORK. I'm doing this, not so much for the naysayers and meanies (they will STILL be there when I make it and actually probably even more naysayers and meanies ), but for myself, my mental and physical health, then for my loved ones. Being FAT is not only unhealthy, it's unattractive and a bummer (for/to me).

Thank you for your inspirational post Steph, you so rock!

One of my exes used to say I was fat all the time when I was with him. He'd call me stuff like Fat Cat and make a big deal out of me eating dessert. I only weighed 135lb at 5'5" so I wasn't even overweight: it's a healthy BMI. The funny thing is that he was overweight himself. And he also used to go on and on about how small my breasts are (to be fair, they are) and how he loves big fake breasts, etc. I used to say repeatedly to him, 'Well you know where the door is.' I should never have stayed with him for as long as I did because he totally destroyed my self-confidence and I let him. I never felt good enough for him and wondered why he was with me if he hated my body so much.

On the bright side, I'm with a great guy now and the (fake-titted) girl my ex left me for has dumped him. He's also put on a lot of weight. So who's the Fat Cat now, huh?