Food Police And Nasty Hurtful Comments

I have had people ask me if I should be eating that , I have had people say to me that I needed to lose weight because no man wants a fat wife, I have had sales clerks walk up to me in nice clothing stores to inform me that they dod not sell things in my size ( when i did not ask for any assistance and was not loking for myself) I have gotten dirty looks from people when eating at fast food places, I was called fat and lazy, unmotivated, and asked when the baby was due when I was not pregnant. Now that I am only about 10 or so lbs from my goal people have felt the need to tell me that I need to eat more till they saw how much I eat and now say where the hell do you put it, oh and some people feel the need to coment insultingly on my large tattoos and feel that women should not have tattoos like the ones I have and that I look scary lol.

seems like you live near a bunch of basket cases.

This is why I prefer animals over people.

QFT.

I call people on their rudeness to me, then they consider me a crazy b!tch because I stood up for myself. Specifically about the food police, I tell them whatever they're "concerned" I shouldn't be eating, it keeps me from murdering people, then maintain eye contact until they are suitably creeped out.

I wanna have a six pack so if people wanna say anything about the food im eating ill just lift up my shirt, say nothing and walk away

i know whats good and what not. im going to school to be a nutritionist so i eat a certain way, and i dont impose on other people food choices either. the only time i talk about food is if people ask me directly about something they are eating and then i answer honestly.

This kind of happened to me recently....

About a month ago, when I was right at 15 pounds lost into my weightloss journey, my family and I were celebrating my 21st birthday by going out to eat at my favorite Italian restaurant. I was doing well, didn't order any alcohol, only ate a little over half my meal (boxed the rest), and had a small salad for my starter. When the waiter came by to ask if we wanted any dessert, my grandma asked if there was any kind of special for a birthday dinner, at that, suddenly my grandfather blurted out "Danielle, You really should exercise more. Are you exercising any? You really should go to the gym and watching your weight." The whole table got silent and a few people giggled. My face turned red. I just replied "Yes grandpa, I joined a gym over a month ago...".

I hadn't even requested or shown interest in dessert. Didn't have alcohol, had a salad as starter, and only ate about half my meal... plus I had already lost 15 pounds. It really felt like a slap in the face. And I don't think he meant it that way or really understood that it had hurt me, but now I always joke with the rest of the family about making sure grandpa knows when I go to the gym. Weekly I will send him an email to report that I have gone every other day to the gym,

Maybe it's because I'm 6 feet tall, or maybe I have bad hearing or a bad memory, but I have never experienced this.


Have you tried killing them with kindness? Maybe look them in the eye, smile and say "I'm sorry that there's something in your life that makes you try to build yourself by putting other people down, but I hope it gets better for you."

The best revenge in life is success. Use it as motivation to attain your goals.

I agree with this. lol my parents are my food police, but they aren't anywhere harsh as some of the experiences you had. just succeed in your goals and shut those people up.

If someone moo'ed at me....I sit there looking puzzled...and then say, "hmm, I'd make a noise back...but I don't know what noise an a-hole makes..." and then walk away.

I would have thought an a-hole would make a farty noise, so maybe make a loud farting noise in their face and say "because you're an a**hole and that's what noise a**holes make"

I understand the OP and all the comments. I have had nasty weight/food related comments made to me that still hurt today. It stays with you for a long time. It still surprises me that people - so call friends, family members and complete strangers say things to you. It has taken a long time to realize that some people are that way... I won't ever be able to stop someone from being hurtful. i do try to let it not get to me.

To all on this thread - you ARE a wonderful person and do not deserve this treatment - hold you head up high. This place MFP is for love, respect and support!!

Have a great day!!!

I wanna have a six pack so if people wanna say anything about the food im eating ill just lift up my shirt, say nothing and walk away

i know whats good and what not. im going to school to be a nutritionist so i eat a certain way, and i dont impose on other people food choices either. the only time i talk about food is if people ask me directly about something they are eating and then i answer honestly.

THIS. I am waiting ever so impatiently for the day I can do this! Even better if I can do it while devouring two burgers and a side of fries. "Me? Anorexic? Sure, whatever you say!" *CHOMP*

To me the problem is spiritual in nature, & we've all been there @ least once in our lives. The need to demean others to feel good about myself. I'm grateful today that I dont have a NEED to demean others to feel better about myself. so if I just stick to what I believe to be the right thing (& this includes not choking those less empathetic)I can become an example of the change that can occur.
This leaves me with an opportunity to help those who are still struggling.

WOW... next time, just pull out your AK 47 and say.... you talkin to me... *****!!!

Wow, that makes me so angry for you! Come move to Canada, you only get rude stares here! Lol. Seriously, I feel bad that humanity has made such a poor showing where you are.

Just remember, you can lose the weight, but it sounds like some people are never going to grow up!

Hi....You're giving them to much time in your head.....

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I would like to share a story my mother told me in the 1970s she heard from her yoga instructor. It is a taoist story.

Two monks were on a pilgrimage. One day, they came to a deep river. At the edge of the river, a young woman sat weeping, because she was afraid to cross the river without help. She begged the two monks to help her. The younger monk turned his back. The members of their order were forbidden to touch a woman.

But the older monk picked up the woman without a word and carried her across the river. He put her down on the far side and continued his journey. The younger monk came after him, scolding him and berating him for breaking his vows. He went on this way for a long time.

Finally, at the end of the day the older monk turned to the younger one. "I only carried her across the river. You have been carrying her all day."

Place these people down and walk away.

Keep up the good work. I always ran at 5 am so I could avoid the comments until a neighbor stopped me in the grocery store and told me I was an inspiration because I always looking happy when I run and don't have what she called "runner's miserable face" that she started running again. That is something worth carrying, and I have for 15 years.